Jealousy Part 1 Poem by shimon weinroth

Jealousy is something terrible
It's part of our need
To possess
And dispossess

A love squeezed out
Of a toothpaste tube
A passion squirted from
A perfume amphora

Fantasies leaking hot flashes
Drenching senses
Emotions senseless and fallow
A spice too often used

Curdles milk
Poisons compassion

Alas we have traces in our blood
Though we learn by imitation
The fiend called jealousy
Needs no preacher

Even amongst the most considerate
The talent lies dormant
Its petroleum fields can be lit
By the slightest spark of gossip

And roaring fires consume all logic

Oh that we could have
Remained in Eden
Born without pockets
Naked innocent and naive