The Divorced Are Among Us Poem by Manager Poet

What comes to mind when you see the word vampire?
For most of us, it’s a lifestyle we don’t admire.
Let’s think about those who didn’t have a choice.
Situations spiral out of control leaving no reason to rejoice.

You see those who are divorced have become like the undead.
Though they live among us, there is nothing to dread.
Living by day and by night the undead search for peace.
I cannot tell you how much I miss my daughter, Denise.

My transition to the world of undead is taking its time.
Emotions deceive me in this world of ugly slime.
If I could save you from going through this hell, I would.
Ultimately, you and I must stand tall, as we should.

I shall not despair for I have hope in the One who will save me.
The darkness will begin to fade and I no longer hear the banshee.
The divorced are all around us and have been for such a long time.
Show us compassion remembering this is not a victimless crime.