“To the Moon and Back” the lovers would say
Then, they’d part; he goes into the shadows
She? Back into the truth of her day
Reality. What is truth? She gains electronic prose
She goes through her day, he through his
We think; illusions all over
Hours apart distances separate – or so he says
Electronic words appear; life stops, emotions spill over
“To the Moon and Back,” the games begin again
The words end; he vanishes
She must pull away; push the lover from her brain
She fails to see; each promise makes damages
Into hell, the abyss, she goes in deeper
“Hey! Girlfriend! When we gonna meet Mr. Wonderful?”
“You’d think you’d be getting roses by now, that cheater…”
But the woman is ashamed; clearly uncomfortable
To the Moon and Back; Questions start to rise,
Her heart starts to ache
Beeps sound and she comes
Like a drooling dog to a tossed juicy steak
He knows she’s hooked; his key to large sums
To the Moon and Back; him? Another workover
“My Queen,” “Sugar Pie,” “Honey,” “Baby?” I’ll give ya
“Looking for my queen, my soulmate” A workover…
Photos stolen; but would YOU know? Narry a flaw
To call out in Instagram, Facebook, Snapchat to entice
To the Moon and Back comes the Hell
The hook to this Nigerian 419 Scam
A crisis, ANY crisis – the goods to sell
“My Beautiful Queen, I’ve got trouble, real problem”
Clue? Like a toddler their English wobbles
To the Moon and Back deeper into Hell she goes
Before long, iTunes cards filled with money sent
Another crisis – “My precious princess, need help…”
“Mother is sick, oh so sick. She need medicine”
Her gut is screaming; off to Western Union, not even a yelp
To the Moon and Back; into the abyss of Hell
Nowhere to go, deep into debt, shame buries her soul
Love? Long gone for her. She’s now in a prison cell
Of her own making and wants out; self-respect in a hole
To the Moon and Back; head high, one foot before the other
She asks for help from her girlfriends – and removes the tether
The electronic tether he summoned her
She bursts into tears of despair and pain; mind a blur
To the Moon and Back; any actions taken are hers
And hers alone; no “King” commands the “Queen”
Slowly she begins to rebuild despite her fears
At least she has a chance to become clean
Meanwhile, the monster who entrapped her
Says, “To the Moon and Back” to another
Ensnaring them; another day in the life
Of a Nigerian 419 Scammer…
Wow!A relatable read there.
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…wow, well written…as a real queen she will survive…
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