Jailhouse ReligionA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaMy husband got jailhouse religion
While sitting in prison doing his time
He made me promises by the dozen
Swore he was a changed man
Had plenty of time to think in there
Was so sorry for all the wrong he'd done
Especially to me and our family
Said he read the bible day and night
Begged me to take him back
Sent me dozens of love letters
But when he got out
He used me and abused me
Confused me and accused me
Of so many obtrocious things
He went back his old ways
Of drinking and drugging
Playing games with my head
He was such a con artist
I think he even fooled himself
That seemed to me to be
The saddest part of all
For when he fell
He collided with hell
Sooner than later
Found himself back in a jail cell
For commitiing another crime
Doing another stint of time
He thought he was so smart
A bit above the law
But he found out in the end
That crime doesn't pay
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5 Reviews Added on August 9, 2009 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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