how’s life ever fair


men coming home late
avoiding their women's eyes
all guilty, the cowards
smelling of somebody else
of sin and unfaithfulness
the wrongfulness
fathers breaking their daughters' hearts
before the other boys
ever get the chance to
screaming and shouting
the kids all ruined before they even
learn how to read
and the women
oh the women
with their liquor stashed in the kitchen cabinet and their sleeping pills and headaches
weeping and cleaning and washing and cooking
suffocating under their husbands' shoes
with their heads in the ovens
and some rocks in their jackets
how's life ever fair

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