Jealousy Poem by Chuks Kevin Nwaokolo

You can keep hating or let go
Appreciate me for what I am
Stop the jealousy
Coming straight from the street
You perhaps write against me with your twisted lies.
Still with the swiftness of the wind, I move.
You can blame me for knowing my way around
You can recreate me in your mind
Change my name in your head.
Call me a fool because i stand out in the crowd
Shoot me with your poisonous words.
I could be the one you wish to fail in my pursue
But still, like the lion in the jungle
I chose the best meal anytime I wish
Could be me you wish never to lay my hands on money
But still like a cashier in the bank, you stretch out your hand to receive from me.
I sniff out the spirit of the right time.
To be at the right place at the right time.
Jealous me not.