Last December

LAST DECEMBER


I will always remember,
The things you did in December,
Just before the New Year’s Eve,
When I was just about to leave.

You came back into my life,
With your newly wed wife,
With such a sweet couple,
I never knew there would be trouble.

Little did I know,
What they were about to show,
The most deadly weapon,
They had with them, it happened.

There he was, my son,
Pointing his deadly gun,
Towards his own old mother,
As, he did with his brother.

It was my own blood,
Going to bury me in mud,
He got his little gain,
But couldn’t escape the pain.

Oh! What a shame,
His wife did the same,
She shot him on the head,
On the spot, he was dead.

Poeat's Note :-
Many people get confused, as to what the ending is it. It means that the son came to kill his mother to inherit her fortune. However, his newly wed wife killed him. Most of it is left to reader’s imagination, as it is a mystery related poem.


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