You promised to love me,
To your best ability.
You said you would cherish me,
To your utmost sincerity.
You promise to care for me,
To your best creditability.
You said that love can grow and ours will,
To your witty sensibility,
I believed you, I trusted you,
I cared for you, I loved you,
To my greatest ability,
I gave you my all,
With my utmost sincerity.
I took care of you, when none could,
To my best creditability.
Now, your Tommy Walker,
With your new gig, your new clothes,
And your new life.
You made one of your biggest promise,
That I will be your wife.
You had no right,
If you knew you couldn’t do fine by me.
You took away the engagement,
As a joke and as an amusement.
Ironically I fell into the deep pits of your manipulation,
Taken by your sincere stipulation.
Claiming thoughts,
and traditional tots.
Making up stories,
Your lies up to a 50 stories,
Building you had me.
You took me for granted,
Played me like a puppet.
Took me for nothing,
When I fell for everything.
Blamed me for all things wrong,
While I stood and fought all long.
You had me by my tail,
You were the alpha male.
It is a shame I couldn’t tame you,
When you started to see beyond the boundary.
It is a pity I cannot shame you,
Your family hoist you like a trophy.
You attached strings to my womanhood,
Played a song like a hero Robin Hood.
Even the Muppets,
Are not played like puppets.
But you... you played me like a puppet.
About the Creator
Ntebo Lauretta Morudu
Cross-cultural writer & novelist | Loves to read | Academic scholar & writer & blogger | LLB graduate
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