The one to open his destiny
At least that was they thought
After him being taught
All of his life
By his dad and dad’s wife
“Just find the key,
That’s all you need”
So Joe started looking
Not sure how to proceed
Was it in the attic or basement cold?
Or were they trying to keep him sold
On the fact his inheritance was hidden
Or were they making it forbidden?
They had married on a whim
Never ever consulting him
Joe thought again about his fate
Why had they told of the money so late
He wondered true
That he’d been a fool
For the key he was sent
For money already spent.
Joe watched as they sailed goodbye
Then turned to a locksmith who worked on the sly
Half of the fortune he might have shared
Lay dormant in his safe, undeclared.
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The Unicorn Challenge-10/05/24
The Bag Lady 
Double challenge going with a poem. Nicely done.
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Poor Joe, nothing seems to be going his way in your poem.
The sense of mistrust, the bitterness of ‘his dad and dad’s wife’ and ‘never ever consulting him’.
And the steady progression to the final lines.
A creative take on the prompt.
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