A Wonderful Woman

She lived a happy caring life.
Everybody loved her ways.
Never an unkind word.
Never an intended hurt.

She became a social worker,
Helping many in need,
Her life’s work Service.

She married a good man,
Had three little children,
Attended a Baptist Church
Every Sunday with her family.
Delivered meals to shut ins.

After the Church Services
Late one foreboding night,
She ran an errand at
A 24 hour supermarket.

She had a troubling feeling she
Shouldn’t be out so late
That night but she ignored it.
A lurking apex serial killer
Captured her in his weaved web.

Tortured her unmercifully
For many hellish hours,
Her pleas for mercy,
Her screams unheard.
He killed her slowly
Savored her every whimper.

He did many unspeaking things
To her torn and bruised corpse.
And threw her bagged remains
Into the depths of Clinton Lake.

By luck and maybe providence
Divers found her soaked parts.
The killer remained a mystery.
Years passed never caught.

And church members cried and
Wondered how God could let
Such a heinous thing happen
To such a wonderful woman.
And so do I.

Bob Boyd

BobBoyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)

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