Mariticide Poem by Hell 'Farya

Mariticide

Rating: 4.0

A woman long suspected her husband.
Then she caught him
in his act of promiscuity.
The husband wailed,
but the woman spoke nothing.
From her own treasury,
a fine meal she made,
a silk dress she bought.
She laid down like a cat would,
and when he'd finished the meal,
she walked up to him,
her silk dress dragging,
wiping the floor of the remains.
Her hands were clutched behind—
behind the silk dress, an anvil hid.
And when she closed in on him,
she grinned—
'Wham! ! '
And the rest was history.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A modest woman caught her husband in the act of promiscuity, but unlike others, she did not react. Instead - she bought the sexiest of gown and treated the husband to a delicious meal, while making herself romantically appealing. After his meal, the woman approached the husband, but behind her was a weapon that could kill with just a blow, and a smile that would forever conceal the aftermath of a mariticide.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ezio Olubelleau 12 December 2024

A practical anatomy of a man who heeds not the eventual warning.

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