When A Good Becomes The Victim Poem by Chan Mongol

WHEN A GOOD BECOMES THE VICTIM
July 6,1018

My commitment with her was my string
By cheating she proved the string as nothing!
She wanted to gain from my trust
Never knew that she would be wicked so fast!
Can a Hijab wearing woman be such a devil
Can someone who fasts in Ramadan be evil?
She could have done such with me and won
She subjected me as her prey for her fun!
Agony and outcry are now killing me
Is this why I am living to experience, to see?
I valued the commitment and my binding
She capitalized my honesty for stealing!
I never knew that a woman can steal
I never knew that a woman can even kill!
Now, I know that they are equal to men
They can do what men can do now and then!
Some are worst sinners and some most virtuous
Virtuous are angels but sinners are so ferocious!
What a man can do a woman can do
For a good man a bad woman is the foe!