Dark November (intro for Kneel to your conscience poem)

November 7,

I was left unemployed and penniless

as a result of viscious rumours

circulating about the work place

based on mere lies about drug abuse

They claim it was attendance,

I know better, so do you

Now, a once promising and bright career

has become an unforeseen dark spiral

Now that the obstacle has been removed

enjoy the promotion that should

have been mine

How can you show no remorse?

November 12,

Three years of matrimonial bliss

Suddenly came crashing down around me

When approached by an enraged spouse

Casting accusations of infidelity,

Try as I will,

The name was withheld as to where this knowledge

was acquired, but I shall always know

the orchestrator to be you

Then my whole world shattered

As if numerous slithers of broken glass

came toppling down upon me

Slicing and piercing every inch of

of my heart and soul,

and with the withering of every

blissful memory, every cloud now

has been cloaked in a morbid shade of black,

a warm bottle of whiskey has become my confident

and solace on cold nights

while I fantasize over exacting

some form of retribution down upon you

Well, enjoy my ex-wife, since you thirsted after her

for so long, I wonder, how could someone

have no conscience whatsoever?

November 23,

You had to be number one

in father's eyes at all times

So you had to tell him that his

oldest daugther has a girlfriend

Not that there is anything

wrong with that, just dad's old school ways

Why did you have to betray my trust?

Will you stop at nothing to obtain what you want?

November 27,

I have three freinds who have been

tragically wounded by someone whom

shows no mercy, as well as no regrets, true, I am not

a vindictive person at heart, but is there no penance

for this shallow unfeeling indiviual?

This is an (intro) leading into a poem I wrote a year ago called

Kneel to your conscience