Lord lord LORD!!
Janelle was a hot little girl
So much so
that I feel ashamed to remember her that way
Dear GOD
She was my aunt by marriage and all
But, aye
The years I guess give me priveledge
As far as I am concerned
To say what I really think
So she married my uncle
At a tender young age
It was so tender it was wrong
I won't go there
It lasted for a long time
But not forever
She bore two fine children
A girl and a boy
But it did not last forever
So down the road she found another
And he worked hard to steal her heart
For what reason is still beyond me
For I can't see
That a loving soul
Is what he would want
The years passed by
With me wondering why
She chose to stay with that guy

Which is a sorry attempt at poetry I know
But we have a line or two to go . . .

He held her hostage
Quite literally
For twenty years (or so)
like it does not matter
He literally held her in fear
She could not escape without dying.
She called me yesterday
And we talked about all of this
Both of us crying.
His business was a little shady
And as it turned out
The little lady
Had to spend about three years in the pokey
She just wanted to love him
To be loved in return
And it became a nightmare
True love gone wrong
And now HE sits in a cage
Only gaining age
And she suffers what the years did to her
And what can I say?
I can only love her
Blandly tell her it's OK
But it's not
It's robbery

If the sun does not shine upon it
It will not thrive

And she suffered from only wanting to love
Be loved
I just don't know sometimes