Sonnet On Marriage Vii (Voice Of A Divorced Woman) Poem by Timothy Faboade

'I gave you life, you showed me death,
You made me hungry, I baked you bread.
I found you peace, you brought me wars,
I bestowed you grace, you set me laws.
I decorated you a glorious Groom,
Yet you littered me with shameful doom.
Had I not enough heavenly strived,
To make you, Ingrate, enviously thrived.
I made you a coveted crown,
Yet you turned me to a clown.
In my tears you got your gains
While I writhed in million pains.
From your house I am forever banned,
And myself my griefs will be manned.'