It is no narration
Nor is a story about a Woman murdered, although
When you step into
Scene one, as you know,
Is a Woman found dead;
Husband calling police
Moving on to a quick swing
Here comes,
Scene two
Husband's girl friend advises to throw the body away in forest
With not a chance for a second thought
It leads to Scene three
Inspector Chuck investigates crime scene, what is it that he would find in
Scene four
I wonder..
Body is not there in the chaos that came while letting the inspector and team in, body of woman not there
Just vanished as if into thin air
Scene FiveIs danger lurking in a dark corner
Team searches neighborhood and surroundings, horse back
As if in the house of never still there was something in
Scene six
Dawn leads to light
Revealing white butterflies as if light is streaming from an endless source from heavens
There is no evidence of any foul play, but it may mean the foul play cannot be detected, not that it didn’t happen.
I am not a poem, the words started screaming,
Scramming helter skelter,
And running hither and thither
For words are human thoughts,
Exteriorly appearing as
They disappear into
Scene seven with such vigor,
Revealing the dark side of
Flash back never before
Of the back side drama…
Girl friend beautiful, rich, young, and advanced in a medical or sports career, not a physician nor a technologist.
Seduces the husband because someone paid her to put drift in the family.
Wife notices all the activity through the monitor in her living room
The electrician wipes away the “silicone gel” from the husband’s private files
Wife notes down all the details
She comes out of her room and all the other men act weird.
Wife records the expressions
She knows it is a work of jealousy and plot to destroy their family structure.
One of them is more vested
He loves nothing more than the doom of the guys
Who move on with their lives, as though they cannot see him or his power,
That my dear, he thinks
Is a grave mistake
Wine pours like water
Songs getting louder, as the youngsters are waving hands and dancing along with their mates and their hats
Leading to no less than
Scene eight, hold on tight, to your guts
The family doctor nonchalantly, keeps prescribing narcotics to the woman.
Earlier the woman though tried to hurt herself, by overdosing as a reaction to unsolicited attention at work who need have no affair with her.
He keeps making foul play with his overwhelming interest, centered only to himself
But one is not used to live in world such as this, to begin with through
Scene nine
Court scene, about to convict husband.
Woman enters and surprises everyone
How doctor was helping the villain, how girl friend was a vamp
How the psychologist was actually supporting her to stay strong and tell the authorities, on who were helping the villain.
Indeed it was divine revelation that she knows that she has to take care of her family and herself and she still chooses to be with family and support them.
What just happened,
Wonders the husband
That almost got him unto the gallows,
Good grief my love, my beloved
Grieving and thanking and hugging and kissing
Until a different day on a calendar year..
So she grows strong, keeps supporting, knowing
What is it that runs life..
I wonder too..
