Things We Hate Poem by John Shea

Fate as it takes our life
Our best friend hitting on our wife
Losing the battle with a tattered flag
A story told oh so sad
Like what?
Like you with your eyes so blue
You with your many
Me with the few
Give me your banner of life
Leave me my wife you blunt force fool
I have a tool just for you
At my age an equalizer
Makes you a target you see
For hate is mightier than your fancy
To toy with a spirit so coy
Hate is a ploy
I will enjoy
To cancel the twinkle in your eye
And send you to the spirit in the sky.