Infinite Days, So Unfair? Poem by bob eichen

It isn't fair. It isn't fair!
TELL ME ABOUT IT.

At home,18 years,6570 days, of a father who physically and mentally abused me while my drunken mother watched and did nothing.
THAT DOESN'T SOUND FAIR.

At school,13 years, K-12,2275 days of boring teachers, tormenting bullies and girls who were too good to talk to me.
NOT FAIR INDEED!

A marriage of 22 years,8030 days to a shrew who wouldn't work, clean or cook. We never had sex and I found out she was cheating on me with my best friend.
DREADFULLY UNFAIR!

At work,26 years,6110 days, of menial meaningless civil service. After all that time they're forcing me to retire to a pension I can't possibly live on.
WOW.

For the last 17 years I went to church religiously. I sat there listening to that preacher drone on and on and on. 884 Sundays! And for what, to end up here!
IRONIC ISN'T IT?

For 48 years,17,520 days, I kept my cool and only on one day do I lose control, my last day. OK, so I killed my ex-wife and a few people at work. Didn't I pay for that by killing myself? It isn't fair!
MAN, THAT ISN'T FAIR. BUT THEN I DON'T MAKE THE RULES. YOU'VE PROBABLY HEARD BAD THINGS ABOUT ME, BUT I'M REALLY NOT UNFAIR AT ALL. NOT LIKE HE WHO'S NAME I NEVER MENTION. TELL YOU WHAT, I'LL LET YOU DECIDE.

INFINITE DAYS BURNING IN THE LAKE OF FIRE
or
INFINITE DAYS BOILING IN THE LAKE OF ACID

I'LL BE FAIR!

YOU DECIDE!