Bone of contention
I think about things from years ago.
The age of seventeen but still feel the blow.
Your accusing pointed finger,
Shouted and swore at me.
Just as well I was there at the time
For you to put the blame on me.
I did not lie -why should I?
And yet the shouting, the arguing,
I quickly said goodbye.
It caused a rift for many years
You used me as a scapegoat
I cried so many tears.
Your behaviour, your affair, your guilt!
Can't see this family ever rebuilt
Then years after, your did it again!
Another affair (But she loved her men)
I found it so hard to look you in the eye
Not my fault and no one asked why.
About this time, I could not cope
And with a glimmer of hope
Get my own life on track.
You and her behind some backs.
I wasn’t involved but was related
Speechless, felt nauseated.
If the truth came out your folks would break
But what would leave me Is this terrible ache.
You caused the mess I was oblivious!
Yet I'm seen as hated, feel so deflated
While your behaviour was hideous.
Selfish and ridiculous.
You know I’ve been poorly,
You would have been told, surely?
Not even well wishes, no card
No phone call, no message, has hit me so hard.
You can go to your grave with all your vile secrets
But you’ve left me with a legacy I’ll never forget.
With thoughts back to the mid 70s
Copyright Linda Lawrence 09/10/2025
