Many things were said and done.
Under the warmth of the sun,
The words startled me into fascination,
Your lies and deception didn’t lack motivation,
They hurt, they sting, as they propelled my degradation.
I thought of exacting revenge with much anticipation,
But then I got an overwhelming inspiration,
No more like, a mind-boggling illumination,
From the Author of creation,
And I realize your need to see my destruction,
Cannot be helped,
Cause you’re offspring of a special generation,
With an over active imagination.
Written by Amorelle Lewinson. ©2016. All rights reserved.