Lucy's Pain

She wore white
As her confident smile
Roses in her hair
Blue against her rosy cheeks
Lucy came to the wedding
She wore yesterday’s hope
Splashed red with today’s pain
She walked the aisle
Her future in her eyes
Her train as bright as tomorrow
Lucy came to the wedding
Her cares as train to pain
Her tomorrow forgone by welts
They made vows of eternity
To hold and to love
To see in the mists
Of a gleaming morn
The ecstasy of a promise
Lucy came to the wedding
The ashes of defeat
Like nectar maggots on
Her mind bespoke doom
The crowd cheered
Her heart whimpered
The lights flashed
Mememtoes of happy time
Lucy stared at the couple
Their beauty as entrancing
As his treachery was denouncing
Lucy came to the wedding
Clutched at by hungry hands
Fruits of his whispered promises
Even as he told the bride
Today ‘I do’
Aeons ago
In better stupid times
He had said the same
And from the whispered passion
Seeds formed in her belly
And aborted her tomorrow
Now they walked the aisle
As he smiled his felinity
At her naïve stupidity
That her promises are forever
Lucy came to the wedding
Minutes ‘ere she knew
She ought to have died first
The scream of the bride
Mingled with the groan
Of her shattered tomorrow
Like glints of shattered shard
When she stepped forward
With living accusations
Of his feline perfidy
Her mother’s tired groan
From the grave bespoke
Of the many appeals
To let tomorrow be
Father to today’s passion
Face to face with him
She pointed bony care worn
At the hungry cries
The seeds of forbidden fruits
Stolen from classes of love
Lucy came to the wedding
With a funeral song
For the bride who wore
White as a confident smile.