The Riddle Master <br />asked <br />a woman struggling <br />in a lost <br />loveless marriage. <br /> <br />This paradoxical <br />necessary <br />philosophical <br />inquiring riddle! <br /> <br /> <br />“If the longed for lover <br /> is of good honourable heart; <br /> gave everything <br /> while he had nothing; <br /> gave all he had ever gotten <br /> proving repeatedly; <br /> how precious is a noble heart... <br /> <br /> why then did the man <br /> who had everything; <br /> give nothing at all? ” <br /> <br /> <br />“For that man who took <br /> your everything; <br /> you poured out lovingly; <br /> love from the depths; <br /> defining your heart.” <br /> <br />“Then you twisted your soul <br /> he called you a bore, <br /> humiliated you <br /> while steadily stealing, <br /> your innocence; <br /> twisting the knife <br /> cruelly more and more.” <br /> <br /> <br />“Why then <br /> are you still with <br /> the man <br /> who took everything? ” <br /> <br />“The man <br /> who came with <br /> the career and luxury car.” <br /> <br /> <br />The answer is ever locked <br />within many years of marriage, <br />a couple of children <br />a house full of memories, <br />a long history of knowing <br />each other intimately; <br />for such a long long time. <br /> <br /> <br />For the young, single, and carefree fool, <br />the appeal of attentive flashy fraud courting; <br />proves to be a fatal irresistible force; <br />that must burn out youth’s passion painfully. <br /> <br /> <br />Now you console yourself with allure of the material <br />shopping friends, your children, and an old old saying; <br />‘better the devil you know, than the one you don’t’ <br /> don’t you know your children will leave, they grow? <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright © Terence George Craddock <br />Written in January 2000 on the 9.1.2000.<br /><br />Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-riddle-master/
