Who Is This Man?

An occupied seat

Remote in his hand

Laughter coming from a smooth-talking man

As he gazes at an image other than his wife

Appearing on one of  his cell phones
That he holds tightly in his hand

Who is this man?

His wife leers at him

Wonders if her piercing eyes invisibly shooting the daggers that she imagines

Are flying from her heart into his soul
Wondering if he feels the pain

She holds back tears
Desperately needing to be consoled

Who is this man?

She remembers a once humbled guy

No real friends

He leaned on her 

He confided in her

And when he was done with her

He dogged her

Cheated on her

He became her monster

Eyes once colored in rose
All a blur

Who is this man?

The one now before her

Whose words are filled with venom

As he boasts about his paramour

Not caring about the water cascading from her eyes

The mucus oozing from her nose

Who is this man?

Who admits that he used her

As his hatred for her grows

The cockiness he shows

All the thoughts that were running through her head

All the worries felt for 19 years 

Painfully confirmed

Lessons now learned

A real love is what she yearned

But unfortunately she was burned

Who is this man?

Some may call him a devil

She calls him her mate

In some ways he may be deadweight

Her heart slowly deflates

Once her schoolmate

Became her teammate

Now nothing more than a roommate

Who lives to depreciate
Their union he desecrates

His accounts he fabricates

Which just indicates

In her heart, he should vacate

This marriage, they should terminate

Who is this man?

That no matter what he hisses

He still remains

Who is this man?

Some may call him a devil
Other men call him insane

But she calls him her mate
To her
It's all one in the same

Written by Kesh

February 13, 2014

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