Poem -

I Was Married To My Sister

This is a fictional poem but it may actually be reality for some people.

When a preacher pronounced my wife and I to be man and wife, I kissed her.
But my wife and I were shocked and horrified to learn that she is my sister.
My wife was born because of artificial insemination.
The result of that has caused plenty of devastation.
My wife searched for the sperm donor and it turned out to be tragic and sad.
She learned that the semen that impregnated her mother came from my dad.
I've lost the love of my life and my marriage is null and void.
I'm in a great deal of pain because my life has been destroyed.
A once happy marriage went down the drain.
I want to die because I can't stand the pain.
When my wife said goodbye and left me, I tried to keep my pain hid.
If my father were still alive, I'd wring his neck because of what he did.
A story book marriage ended when I learned that I'm my wife's brother.
My heart is so broken that when it comes to finding a woman to love, there can never be another.

 

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