Nice try husband-hunter! But I’m definitely not for the taking!A Poem by COLLYMORESelf-explanatoryBy
Stanley Collymore So by all accounts it does appear in your rather skewed judgement of me that you definitely think I’m very much an incurable bounder and, to boot, a rather lousy person too who but for the fortunate and timely intervention of fate would clearly have made you a dreadful husband. And were you given the pick, and taking into consideration that sick and subjective assessment of yours, you would most certainly have delightedly preferred that I wasn’t here on this earth anymore and, instead, was simply and disdainfully stone cold dead in a characterless churchyard or community cemetery; and similarly as an enduring measure to all that, I most definitely would not any longer be around and satisfactorily for you was already long entombed the characteristic six feet, or even insistently more, firmly underground. And, additionally as an obligatory duty to mankind as well as your warped concept of civilized society, thereafter enforcedly made to have my mortal remains perpetually pushing up daisies all year round while my soul, assuming of course you ever thought let alone conceded that I actually did have one, was summarily and eternally dispatched to Hades, there, forever, to be consumed both day and night by Hell’s rampant and relentless fire! Well, dream on my ex-lover as you vainly try to denigrate my reputation and character with your deliberate lies, while at the same time distractedly labouring to represent me as the abhorrent villain of your manipulative imagination, when in every plausible sense I’m entirely different from the fanciful characterization of the person you’re insistently pushing with regard to who and what I positively am. And why all of this, and how come I’ve determinedly refused to marry you and become your husband? Well the straightforward and honest answer to that specific question is: show me an intelligent man, among whom I quite impenitently regard myself as one, who would sensibly marry a hardened love cheat, who deliberately was cunningly concealing a bun in her oven and calculatedly so as a conscious decision stemming from her multiple and ongoing underhand affairs with other men! Yet determining this treacherous behaviour as no big deal on her part, as she still incredibly expected this one to marry her and, furthermore, unbelievably function as if I were the biological father of the b*****d offspring, who she was now carrying. ©
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November 2019. Author’s
Remarks: As significant sections of Britain’s population
in classic national hypocrisy generously don sackcloth and ashes, beat their
chests in feverish agitation or even whip themselves in self-flagellation while
others theatrically sanctimoniously stand on their self-imposed podiums of
public self-righteousness to castigate one of their own for allegedly, God
forbid, scandalously indulging in arrogant, conspicuously unrepentant and
transatlantic, unforgivable acts of purportedly enforced and trafficking acts
of conspicuously paedophilia. Any basically curious observer, sensibly not
caught up in these outrageous shenanigans, will automatically ask himself or
herself, or respond in like manner to anyone who questions him or her on this
matter, what’s all the fuss about? When anyone with a functioning brain knows
full well that such behaviour is an endemic feature within influential sections
of British society and their manipulative Useful Idiot” supporters who relish
their subservient and class infested lives in this rather entrenched and
decadent society we call the United Kingdom. And guess what? The same attitude
is deeply entrenched when it comes to cuckolding! © 2019 COLLYMORE |
StatsAuthorCOLLYMORECambridge, Cambridgeshire, United KingdomAboutAcademic, Journalist, Writer. I'm a highly intelligent, articulate and well-educated human being with an intuitive but enterprising sense of responsibility and a strong moral compass that instincti.. more..Writing
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