LXXXV
EMMA:
"Don't argue,
you don't wear these shoes.
You don't know
how I agonize.
For I have
everything to lose.
Yet gain more
at a greater price."
LXXXVI
EMMA:
"I need him,
oh I need him bad.
It is time for us
to consign.
I can't throw away
what we had.
I need to take back
what was mine."
LXXXVII
And the Paragon raised
her voice.
There won't be
any agreement.
Emma already
made her choice.
To stupidity
she's fluent.
LXXXVIII
PARAGON:
"Why can't you
stand on your own feet?
You can raise
a kingdom alone.
I know
it can be bittersweet,
You don't need a king
on the throne."
LXXXIX
EMMA:
"I can not
leave it all behind.
John James
belong only to me!
Like a treaty
that's sealed and signed,
No one can take him,
nobody!"
XC
PARAGON:
"I could laugh
at your foolishness,
Yet compliment
your bravery.
Why don't we
get down to business,
Was this why you
despised Mary?"
YOU ARE READING
The Curtain Call on The Murder of Mary
PoetryWhen one young woman heartlessly drops, who else could assemble together the shattered pieces to unriddle the story of her demise?
