Misbegotten

You caressed her skin with this finger
You felt her breath beneath you
Inside her is where you lingered
But you refuse to admit your transgression
Believing it instead a dream
A consequence of your aggression
A single night of play
Why do you insist on lying to me?
You play me as the fool
I excepted your decision
He is your son you ignorant man
Whether you deny him or not
Why can you not enjoy him
And thank God for all that you’ve got?