Woke up from my respite
Feeling spiteful again
Craving revenge
And the taste at the end
Futile yet fruitful
Deliciously vicious
Take spite's knife and twist it
Too late for forgiveness
Lead me to temptation I must
Punish those who trespass against us
But my specialty is subtlety
So I'll wait like a snake
Anticipate the date
Til you take fate's bait
Face the case
And try all the trials
Then I'll pull the rug from underneath
Sweep your feet
For a guilty plea
For something tells me
You're privy to inevitability
Which is why
While we wait we'll wonder
Will witnesses watch
War you wrought?
When whips of wicked words wail
Whose welts for what woes will you wear?
At night I might like a slight slight,
But spite's not right in the light.
In the poem, I use a lot of alliteration, consonance, and assonance, which are the repetition of beginning sounds, consonants, or vowel sounds, respectively. I also use a lot of internal rhyme. The poem is roughly divided into four parts, as indicated by the stanzas. The first part sets the scene and explains the desire for revenge, spite, etc. The second part further details the actual revenge. The narrator in the poem does not take traditional revenge, but instead plays mind games and commits subtle spiteful acts. Here I introduce the court case, or trial metaphor. With the third stanza, I got a little carried away with the "w" sound and wrote an abstract set of questions. It started out with the whipping imagery taken to be the punishment from the trial sentencing, but, instead of literal whips, the narrator uses the metaphorical whips of "wicked words." Finally, the last two lines are meant to deter the reader from being spiteful. It can be tempting to spite people and get back at them in petty ways, but, ultimately, it is not the right way to handle any situation.
This Week In Weird News: A Spiteful Obituary
A woman's children write a shocking obituary in her remembrance.
Growing up, it's inevitable to have a few spats here and there with your parents. They make mistakes and we, their kids, do as well. Have you ever taken one of their mistakes to heart?
80 year-old Kathleen Dehmlow passed away on May 31st of this year in Springfield, Minnesota. You're probably wondering: why is this news? Because of the obituary left in her memory.
Dehmlow, in 1957, married her husband Dennis and they had two kids - Gina and Jay. After five years of marriage, Dehmlow became impregnated by her husband's brother, Lyle, and moved to California with him, abandoning Gina and Jay who were then raised by her parents. Obviously still upset with their mother for leaving them, Gina and Jay wrote quite a nasty obituary in her remembrance. In the photo shown below, Gina and Jay started off the first two lines well. The third line and the ones following are where it all went downhill.
When the memorial blew up on the internet, it was removed almost immediately.
Dwight Dehmlow, a relative, said that "there is a lot of stuff missing from the obituary." He also went on to say that "she made a mistake 60 years ago, but who hasn't? Has she regretted it over the years? Yes."
Some took to the internet and commented on the obituary, leaving "well-wishes" for the deceased.
Sources: https://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/kathleen-dehm...
www.nydailynews.com/news/ny-news-minnesota-woman-w...