With An Intent To Incriminate Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Let's begin to unravel this mess,
You began to complicate.
Shouldn't you go to others to confess,
What you did to initiate...
You did with a doing to choose me,
To implicate.
With an intent to incriminate!
And they believed your faked innocence,
Was enough to come to your defense?
To leave me subjected,
With every aspect of your shown pretense!
What do you want from me?
Expressed forgiveness?

'I came hoping you would give me the courage,
To tell the truth.'

How?
By performing on you,
Domestic abuse...
To use against me as further proof,
To show to your friends and relatives...
More evidence to convince them,
You did nothing to me and I re-acted as I did?
I'll tell you what I can do!

'Please.
I need to get my dignity and self respect back.'

Good.
What I suggest.
Since you created all of this mess,
Is to go to your friends and relatives...
And confess how big of a liar you are.

'They wont believe me.'

Why?

'Because I've already told everyone,
That's what you were.'

And?

'I'm afraid of what they might do to me.'

It couldn't be any worse than what you've done to me.
You've ruined all of my relationships.

'Yeah but...
Some of my relatives and those friends of yours...'

MY friends?

'Yeah.
They were in on it too! '

WHEW!

'Why are you sighing with relief? '

I'm glad I wont be the one charged or arrested,
For committing domestic abuse.
But I will make to you this promise.

'Yes. Please. Anything.'

Hopefully...
And if God permits,
I'll have time to make hospital visits.