Musings by The Poet Loriet

Courting Justice

He threatened me,
told me I'd be sorry
for taking him to court,
that he'd be prepared.
His menacing tone
made me feel shaky
but I didn't back down.

He hadn't paid child support
in two months, yet told me
that I was harassing him.
"You just can't get over
our divorce, can you?"
I was stunned into silence
at his ridiculous question,
had to bite my lip to
keep from laughing
in consternation.

He threatened and sneered
as sarcasm poured from
his every word.
I wanted to say,
"I'm so sorry to force you
to support your children,"
but it wouldn't have
gotten through to him.

He actually thinks
I'm mourning him,
mourning "us",
taking him back to court
because I LIKE being there,
want to harass him.

If I never saw
another court room
in my entire lifetime,
I'd be ecstatic.
Same goes for him,
this hateful stranger
that I once called
lover
partner
husband
friend
so very long ago.
Was I really that stupid?

He never loved me.
It was the biggest lie
I ever lived,
and now I will seek the truth
on my own.



Lori Beal


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