Unfaithful

The Same song plays over and over,
As a tear rolls down her cheek,
Sorrowful she has forsaken her lover.
T'was the fact she was so weak?
Or had fate decided to intervene?
For her blood mingled with that of another,
Both bitten by the same flea.
Cunningly he tricked her into a bother,
Confused to bed she went with him.
Now her problem is growing within.
Her lover won't stay, the chances slim.
The other returned home to his kin.
So alone she is, and alone she shall stay.
Only until the baby comes her way.

by UpAgainstTheWall
posted on 10/14/2008