Sunday, 16 December 2007
better judgement-----Read Write Poem/Monday Poetry Train
I picked out the words(in bold) from the novel, Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult for no particular reason than that it was kept right in front of me. I had liked this book very much. I offer this for Monday Poetry Train too.
after sending him to school-
she sat down with her book
jotting down from it for her impeding case,
which was much like a crossword puzzle.
phone ringing had her get up from her chair,
absentminded, she answered it.
in a moment, her blood curdled-
picking her stuff, she drove out fast.
huddled amongst other children
her son sat quiet, no words coming out.
he hardly reacted looking at her.
her heart sinking, she held him close.
he refusing to look her in the eye.
taking him to a doctor, she finally
knew, he had been molested by
someone they had trusted him with.
with no witnesses, case can not proceed
wheels of time would destroy her son.
blinded with rage, taking law into her hand,
against her better judgement, she killed
that molester dead, right inside the court
in front of hundreds of witnesses-
journalists descending like vultures to record.
in saving her son, had she sold her soul?