Lamia and Jealousy

                Lamia and Jealousy   For some there writhes a serpent in the brain      From whose lewd jaws foul venom spews      Upon the root-strings of the tongue. That monster feeds on love but vomits bile, Most bitterly on those whose trust is near. That Lamia is termagent […]

                Lamia and Jealousy

 

For some there writhes a serpent in the brain

     From whose lewd jaws foul venom spews

     Upon the root-strings of the tongue.

That monster feeds on love but vomits bile,

Most bitterly on those whose trust is near.

That Lamia is termagent or brute,

     Bully or nag, is character

     Debased by such a madness which

Compels unfair attacks upon hez kin

Who are most fond of hem, who are most close –

Hez mate and children innocent of hate –

     Whose only fault is that they love

     Too much to flee hez viper tongue

Or blows, so suffers such injustices.

 

For some there rots an abscess in the mind –

     A cancer which mutates each thought

     To something horrible and gross –

Which yields not to cool reason nor hot love.

Poison it burgeons at increasing rate

Until corruption festers all it knows.

     That cancer’s name is Jealousy.

     Spawned of Self-pity out of Fear,

It only can destroy what it may touch

And is not ruthful at its victim’s pains.

Concern it has, but for itself alone,

     To gorge its basest appetites

     Until it has consumed the hearts

Of those whose blighted lives it preys upon.

 

Finding the family home raging ablaze,

     A careful owner runs to save

     Those treasures that are kept within,

But by the furious flames is beaten back

Time and again, however se essay.

Dispirited, se rests awhile in hopes

     Hez strength will soon return to hem,

     So se may once again attempt

The late preservance of hez precious store;

But, even as se swoons, se is assailed,

Tormented by those flying sparks which leap

     Out from the embers of hez life

     Roused from despair by greater loss,

Se once more plunges through the holocaust.

 

This is the lot of each unfortunate

     Whose fate it is to be espoused

     To Lamia or Jealousy.

No reason nor true tender care can bring

Relief from unjust sufferings unsought.

Se cannot ever put that furnace out

     Which now devours hez heart’s rare wealth.

     Hez only hope is but to pray

For swift salvation through a sudden cure –

A miracle indeed! – to rescue hem

From utter ruination at the loss

     Of that dear soul – whom still se loves

     Despite its hideous defect –

Else why should God allow such agonies?.

 

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(Note: ‘Se’ = ‘he/she’; ‘Hem’ = ”him/her’;  ‘Hez’ = ‘his/her’. J.A.B) .

Author: J. A. Bosworth

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