The Latest 'Woe Is Me'

 The Latest 'Woe Is Me'

Having read your latest woeful tale

About how love used and abused you

And left you abandoned 

On the roadside of the highway 

(You called it the highway of Hell)

I had to laugh.

I had to laugh

Because you're such a drama queen

Such a actor without genre

Such a B.S. artist worthy of an Oscar, 

An Emmy, a Tony, a Grammy

And a Pulitzer Prize for the crap you make up.

Everything is about you

Sweet little innocent, wouldn't-hurt-a-fly you!

A man who wouldn't recognize himself

In a God created mirror

In a scripture, in a poem

Or a song by Carly Simon!

C'mon, man! Who are you kidding?

You've lived in denial so long, they ought to erect statues of you

Up and down that winding river in Egypt

The one Cleo used to float on 

While seducing her latest victims

 (Before feeding them to the crocodiles.)

How many loving, innocent hearts

Have you ripped apart

And displayed there under bright spotlights

On the altar to yourself

Accusing them of the most scandalous crimes

While you screamed "See! See what she did to me???"

My God!

When I think of all the 'never-saw-it-coming'

Pulling-the-rug-out-from-under-someone's-feet

Cold hearted narcissistic insanities you bestowed

Without so much as a "sorry" or a "tear"

It makes me shake my head in wonder

At your abject audacity!

How many times did you slaughter me

With your judgemental words

In response to the most innocent questions or statements?

How many times did you witness my happiness

And with malice aforethought

Wiped the smile from my face?

How many stories did you tell me before

About previous lovers who 'did you so wrong'

Who ran from your presence and then disappeared

Lovers you stalked when they couldn't be found

Lovers you terrified

When you took off your mask?

Well, I'm one of those lovers, remember me?

A woman who found you delightful, insightful

Talented and tender with a heart made of gold

Who prayed for you and encouraged you

Who laughed with you and loved you like crazy

Not knowing the dangers hiding there in your soul.

One day you were wonderful

The next day, insane

One day you praised me

The next, cursed my name

I never knew, ever, which one you would be

The man who had loved me or that now hated me.

And so I left and ran from your side

Hurting and horrified at what I had seen

And you couldn't stand it, how dare I reject 'you'?

So you painted your pictures to prove to all I was 'mean'

When anybody who knows me 

Knows I've never been mean.

And somewhere out there in this ole world

I know there are others who loved you true, too

Women you wounded who came late to see

That you never loved them, you can only love you

Up there on your pedestal

There is no room for two.

And now you write your sad sad tales 

You, the rejected, neglected, deserted

You, the big man that tore our hearts in half............

You, writing lies for your own self protection

When I read your latest 

All I could do was...laugh.

©by Voo

Jan 4, 2022

For T B