Poem: The Truth - Nassau, Bahamas

How do I face my trusting family and friends,
how do I handle the shame.
Now that I know the truth,
how do I treat her “the same”.
Tell me that you are lying;
tell me that this is a bad joke.
Tell me that there is no uncontrollable fire
and that you are only blowing cigar smoke.
Give me back my time,
give me back my life!
Save me from this disturbing news
that stabs my heart like a rusty steak knife!
You said that you placed the wool over my eyes
because you wanted financial security.
I despise you, you wretched witch,
for your lack of integrity.
You had me for years
believing that she was my baby.
You knew that I wasn’t the daddy
and it’s driving me crazy.
I love her to pieces, I gave her my name.
Now that I know the truth,
how do I treat her “the same”.

By Sean Ruize Munnings
The Raga-Lover

Copyright © 2007 Sean R. Munnings, all rights reserved.