What I Saw

The water was not deep, but it was tepid.
Since I’m shallow, my wit dry and cool,
I found it easy to remain intrepid
In the face of no risk. You’re a fool,
But I am wise, a Solomonic figure,
Intellect as deep as it is vast.
I’ve faced my fate with stoic grace, and vigour —
No fear — and I also faced the past.
Your whole life turned out graceless and unfeeling
(Mine has been both wonderful and kind),
So you relied on murder, threats, and stealing
While our daughter slept. Justice is blind,
But I’m not. What I saw destroyed all trust,
So now I’m neither free of shame nor just.