Scorn: Trust Betrayed

Trust: slain by the cutting words

That escape from the vicious, disgusting

Orifice on your face,

The hole you believe to be a regular, human mouth.

Betrayal: ignited by double-dealing of actions

When you know how I feel,

But go against me and do with me what you want.

Who do you think you are?

You’re just the simple vehicle who transported

The quickest sperm to reach that one, faithful egg.

That means absolutely nothing to me.

I wish your sperm hadn’t ever attached;

I rather not be born to a world

Where there is a bloodline that unites us.

You dare to speak dreadful, horrible things

About me to others;

You assume you can easily deceive me,

Without dire consequences.

Belligerent fool; you know nothing!

At this point, maybe I would say something

Heartfelt or sympathetic to viewers,

So they could side with me.

Like, “You’re my father;

Don’t you love me?”

I have no energy for appeal;

I will waste no energy for you.

Honestly, I don’t care what you have to say to anyone.

I thank the Lord for all the fortunes

I’ve been so graciously awarded,

And for my riches, I’ll happily deal with

Your ubiquitous presence in my life.

You are none other than a dark cloud

Looming over my otherwise cherry demeanor.

Ready yourself, ignorant cloud,

For in any battle you bring forth to me,

I say, “Beware of my wrath!”

For the time being-

In this narrative of life-

Be gone.

Out of sight, meek human.

You have no worth for me.