My epitaph

I have no remorse over their death
His lies struck my heart as if they were 1000 watts of energy
He deserves to be lying face down in Mother Nature's bed
Lying right on top of her as he did all those times behind my back
And day by day I walked past every single one of you people
Saying good morning and good night
And day by day you too kept this secret as a town
How could I go on any longer seeing your corrupted faces every day?
I was a minister yes, but nonetheless I was a human
I was an obedient wife of 35
I cleaned, cooked, and churned the butter when he asked
And before I shot him and his mistress, he said go to hell
And so I did
With the same gun that put him there
And with the same revebge that will put you all in your graves