Poetry For The Broken

His love

They called him sick but they did not understand him
He only hit her because he loved her
He cooked and ate her so she would always remain with him
All he wanted was for her to be part of him
So why are they pointing fingers at him?
Why are they cursing him?
The cameras flashing were too bright for him so he couldn't help but cover his face
Why were they assuming he was ashamed?
Why don't understand that
Her blood tasted like wine and would remain in his body no matter how they curse him
Why do they keep questioning him?
They would never know he had watched his favorite movie while feasting in her
Monster they shout but humans eat animals too
The law of the jungle was biased he thought
The cuffs felt heavy against his wrist but that did not matter much
They had dug into his property and his favorite picture was in their hands he needed it back so he never forgets her
Her smiling beautiful face was framed so he would never forget her and yet they refer to it as just evidence