The Death Of The Bride Poem by Kelvin Gathiru

The room was calm 'n' dark inside,
Out in the woods was the fratricide,
But lying on the floor was the bride,
Covered by blood from side to side.

They were to get married in private,
But were attacked by a hired pirate,
Who sailed from Rome to Hakodate,
To 'finish off' an enemy of the state.

A Major who had betrayed her nation,
By trading very important information,
To terrorist planning an assassination,
Which was to cause fear 'n aggression.

The bridegroom gazed at her in disbelief,
Wiped off his tears using a handkerchief,
Walked out of the dark room full of grief,
And headed to his home without his lief.

©Kelmwa