The wait

She sat down with her hands on her cheekbone,

Worrying to death if he would be home

She paced,

From the kitchen to the bathroom

Then to the kitchen again

Chills running down her spine,

Thoughts of death tormenting her brain

She sat down then rose to her feet

Over and over fixing what she made for him to eat

Roasted yam, ackee, salt fish and dumpling made from wheat

Yes, she trusted him, she knew he wouldn't cheat.

Soon the doorbell rang

Terrified, she didn't know what to expect

Will it be release? Or a moment she would regret?

With fingers crossed, sadly she opened the door,

But it was a stray dog, licking against the floor

Tired and weary she slept in a chair,

Outside was dark and cold but morning was near,

He pushed the door open, hoping she didn't hear

Gobbled his cold dinner and reached for a beer

And soon it was morning again

Her eyes popped open,

She looked here and there,

But sadly, once again, the selfish bastard disappeared.