Vania Vermel

Envy - Poem by Vania Vermel

Though you may not know me or see me I am here, tormenting your thoughts and circuling your dreams turning them into nightmares. I make your hope disappear and disperce through the world to others.
I've made mothers and children cry abiding by the rules of god and so losing life and faith is nothing more than fantasy....
One million and one women becomes mothers and others never do, I am the envy that runs through their veins I am the eyes that see with discretion the womb they may never conveive. I am the being in them that makes them act like so and kill hope and love in themselves, I am the envy, the greed, and the jealousy that consumes them. I am the fire that burns them hole with the fire that you through into the houses, and as they screamed and cried for mercy god will never showed. Like some others say god is a jealous god and he is like us at some point because we want everything we cannot have, and so we are like him by dispatching of the lives that bother us. The disturbing smell will leave but the memory of the new mother and father will forever the place of their death, where now a new family resides in a new 'Family' home.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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