You Have Angered Me
(I got the idea for this fictional poem from Me, myself & Irene.)
You cheated on me when we were on our honeymoon.
I was afraid that you'd cheat but I didn't know you'd do it that soon.
You couldn't have hurt me more if you had shot me in the face.
I thought our love was remarkable when it was really a disgrace.
You just gave birth and that proves that you and another man jumped in the sack.
I know you cheated because I'm white and the baby is black.