What many wished

A Poem by abedua

Marylin song,
she married young.
Was treated right
and therefore was always bright.
Her husband
always took her hand.
'I love you,' he always said
'And there is none like you in the world.'
When she had her first child,
many went wild.
'how,' they asked
'can someone be this blessed?'
And soon her husband passed away.
As if what many wished brought a curse her way.
So hard, she wept.
And soon, she also slept
on death's bed
never to say another word.
You want to know
what happened to her son, Bow?
Well many did it again.
By asking again.
'How,' they asked
'can this little boy now live all alone in this world unharassed?'
And now he too lies dead.
All because many wished him dead.