Word of the Day Challenge #80-Untitled Poem

Stare in the mirror
bedecked
beribboned
sacrificial lamb to the slaughter
service to family
to country
not for love.
Smile bright
let no one see the fear
already dreading this night…..
the next few years.
Cowardice lay the nunnery
death for family
derth of friends
stand
do ones duty
this is a must
there is no escape.
Born for this…..
Bred for this…..
look not forlorn
look not askew
a kindness of ravens
autumn’s bare branches alit
harbinger of someone’s death.
Giggling
snorting
dirty puns
saucy peek-a-boo
for the wedding night.
Stripped
laced into bed
knife beneath her pillow.
They thought she had hit the jackpot.
They thought he was the answer to their prayers…..
right they were
not the way they thought
having no idea of the plot
roll the dice
pawn to king
move with dignity.
Bow to partner
curtsy to foe
first step has been made
only she knew the rules
knew the truth
knew how the game was to be played.
©Jan. 5 2020
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