Hate In The Store Poem by Randy McClave

I saw her shopIng in the store
I could not look at her any more,
Even though she smiled at our meeting
I passed her with a quick nodded greeting.
I still remember her lies and her attack
And the many times she stabbed me in the back,
And her family are the exact same way
But, for them all I still do pray.
My friends had already told me about them
Even before I stepped into the gym,
How not one of them or their family can be trusted
By the law many times they have already been busted.
They are all known as liars and also cheaters
Drunks, druggies and also maybe wife beaters,
They stole and they have cheated and lied
Truly the Devil was always at their side.
They constantly post their praises to God
Just so, from others they can get a celebration nod,
They are sinners first and true
And they care only for themselves, and not for me or you.
I am so very sorry for people that know them
No good person ever sings them a happy hymn,
They have lied so many times out of their teeth
That fireproof ones they have received from beneath.
They enjoy causing others grief
Especially when they are truly the con the thief,
They spread rumors and they happily lyingly judge
Against them all I hate and I hold a grudge.
When I think of them I literally get ill
How can they be happy when they use and rob and steal,
And one fact I myself and all others can tell
By the way they are, they will most certainly burn in Hell.

Randy L. McClave