10 years on & gone

i can finally see clear the fury inside

finding an old file gone musty

back of the desk drawer there

in intimate details from a tormented man

she had accused him

of unwanted sexual contact

he’d responded with a letter

explaining exploring

in difficult detail how diabetes

had robbed him of any sexual desire

this tough old boot once a firebrand

not understanding at all

that she was a tormentor

only wanting his job his positions

was playing dirty to get that

his innocence his folly being played

chivalry & sentiments turned against

& when she’d won that place

went looking for her next crown

i have no idea where she is now

if i hope she got what she wanted

the devil will indeed do that