She married late
Thinking it would save her
From cruel fate.

She married at twenty eight
Couldn't escape fate
Her world burning with hate.

Children were born
In this web of lies
And I mourn.

She tried to stop me
From cruel fate
And to herself brought animosity.

Wish I'd known years before.
I was told
By her last lover scorned.

There were times she accused
Her dear husband
Having affairs behind her back,

When in reality
She was the guilty one
Who practised infidelity.

This is why I hate
Infidelity so much
Because of my seductive mum.