Poem dedicated to a family member who was shot to death by her husband

There you lay

still as stone

no one was there to hear your last, anguished moan

you never saw it coming 

you'd never guess he was busy hunting

hunting... you

you were a liability

a worn out car

he wanted a brand new start

divorce was out of the question 

annulment was not even worth a mention

clearly, in his mind

.... you had to go

gun cocked and ready 

he made the choice 

one shot 

is all it took

he didn't care 

if it meant damaging the nook

he looked at you

his eyes were steel

cold as ice and evil as an eel

he raised the gun

your last feeling 

was the heat of the sun

bang.

one bullet

one hit

and there your bod slumped into its lifeless sleep

he stood over you and bothered not to weep

calmly he holstered the weapon 

called for your family

sat in the lounge 

next to the one 

whom he killed for

caressing her cheek

while your wife

lay dead at the door.