Attitude Adjustment Needed
Have you heard of Midas?
All he touched turned to gold.
He certainly could buy us.
All he lacked was a heart of gold.
Scrooge of Christmas fame,
was a real scrooge for sure.
He lived up to his name.
He needed a heart that was pure.
The wicked witch is much the same.
Always brewing up something evil.
Seems, she knew no other game.
She needed a heart that feels.
I do not have or desire gold.
I am not a scrooge at any time.
I have a heart that feels, I’m told.
So why do you treat me so unkind?
You’re a new type of animal.
A new breed among the herd.
You devour more than a cannibal.
Living off destructive words.
You can rip a heart 3 ways to nothing.
Destroy emotions without a thought.
Yet, still expect continual sweet nothings.
Without a thought of what you’ve wrought
How to live with such a person.
One who is a Jezebel with a twist.
Goes way beyond a string of cursing.
This can’t go on without a hitch.
You must be a Scorpio for sure.
They are usually murdered before old age.
You treat others like dogs, or a cur.
Watch your mouth before you engage.
Nothing but verbal vomit escapes it.
It’s enough to piss off the Pope.
I am sick and tired and I hate it.
But, I’m not trapped without any hope.
My heart is in the right place.
But, even it has limits.
I’ll be gone without a trace.
Stew about that, for a few minutes.
Maybe, you will see the light.
Wake up and change your ways.
But, I’m not going to get up tight.
It may take many, many, many days.—-R. W. Johnson—–(2015)