The Misery of Jealousy
Some people are poor and wish for riches others have earned
and gambling the little they have, their unrealistic expectations turn bitter:
how foolish, how shameful and how pitiful to see them pulling their hair...
beating their chest when they could have bought milk and bread!
Jealousy lives in that distorted mind sending off angry thoughts,
not sharing sympathetic feelings and give sincere compliments;
murders have been committed, lives ruined over this emotion
that can go into violent rages and feed any envious soul with poison!
This harmful feeling is seen in betrayal more than anything else, facts attest;
infidelity is also a factor to drive one insane destroying what was built on trust...
the weak ones suffer and pretend they are doing fine by hiding their wounds:
there'll come a time they'll have enough and explode to end their existence.
I had my moments of jealousy or envy, but they never became obsession and rage:
I let them go and found peace with myself admitting my guilt so appalling;
you can do likewise forgetting bitterness and realize you can't own everything:
it's strong temptation that causes unhappiness and the loss of friends or even love.
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