Abushed

(Sonnet)

Though he violated the bride of Baghdad,
He plans to "stay the course" and will not part,
Clings to the body he so basely had,
Exploiting all her pipeline may impart.
He delves the precious resources within
The rolling dunes he took possession in
And will not, though she fiercely claw at him,
Either acknowledge or confess his sin.
Though long since humbled in his loving rite
(For blood's diverted from its natural flow),
He still insists on torture, divine right
Of kings who conquer with half-hearted blow.
Unmanned is he yet stubborner becomes,
Refusing to get out until she comes.

November 2005