culmination

it all ends
without
regret

i cuddle the children
and sing the goodbye song

but i cannot finish
with this lesson
in truth
until i can answer
the question
of why i chose

to go to work for this man

in the first place

when i observed
disrecpect for his wife and
unjust punishment of his two year old
before day one? he who
invokes christ's name
to justify his nightly scotch
and prays for the new doors
on his mansion
to fit...
he who serves up codine coctains
and spanks his kids
fiercley, wondering
why they
hit
the
baby

all judgement aside:
what made me
choose this?