Ndote

In shadows cast by candle's wane,

Ndote stood with heart in pain.

His wife, once loyal, veiled in lies,

Deception danced within her eyes.

"Fool me once," he spoke with grace,

"Shame on you," in sorrow's embrace.

Yet, the echoes of betrayal sung,

A melody of deceit, a bitter tongue.

Twice deceived, the shame now lingers,

A tapestry of love, rent by fingers.

Ndote's gaze, stern and unkind,

In the wreckage of trust, a bond confined.

"Shame on me," his voice did rise,

Like autumn winds through tear-streaked skies.

A love unraveled, a trust undone,

Ndote faced the setting sun.

In the remnants of what was true,

A man betrayed bids love adieu.

"Fool me twice," the shadows weave,

A tale of loss, a heart to grieve.