The High Cost Of Loving Poem by Edward Iacona

THE HIGH COST OF LOVING
Edward Iacona

A divorce is what she wanted, not I.
Her freedom, a new life and new route.
Our loving marriage cost little to enter,
But so much more to try and get out.

Never mind the cost of tears and trauma
Caused by her misbegotten mystical journey
Yet another bitter pill to swallow is
Dealing with a marital attorney.

Their ads give hope and understanding
Pledging to defend rights without a doubt.
Until one meets for a consult to find
That is not what it's all about.

We speak about my problems
As they assess every asset,
Their interest seems to center
On what they think they can get.

The talk of my sad situation
And a strategy quickly fade
To their more important agenda of,
How much and how they're paid.

Shakespeare penned a lethal thought
For those hired to defend their employers.
'The first thing that we do, ' is said
'Let's kill all the lawyers! '

That is a line from Richard The Sixth,
And while such mayhem should restrict us.
After giving it some careful thought, I ask,
What jury would want to convict us?