A Harpy In The 21st Century Poem by Manager Poet

Greek mythology must in part be based on truth.
I never saw this trait in the bride of my youth.
Continual torment is what I seemingly face.
For a Christian to act this way is an utter disgrace.

I’ve written before that I was not blameless.
Not showing me forgiveness is beyond shameless.
In a divorce one tries to come to a financial settlement.
I offered one lung yet she wants two is my predicament.

I was a kind and gentle soul who made a tragic mistake.
When one forgives, don't you metaphorically hold a wake?
The love of money is what creates a harpy today.
Does anyone know how to keep this creature at bay?