Young Church

Freshman - 875 Points (Lesotho, Maseru)

Jealousy - Poem by Young Church

Every man for himself,
Rivers flow forth and back,
Its flow does not fill others
Circulates in black blood cells
Born in times of recession
Born in times of thieves and witches
I spit on it

Another man’ success a heart-break,
End of struggle for others a heart-break,
It fights other people’s achievements
Why can’t they mind their own business?
Shutting doors for other families,
Riding the ship alone to Canaan,
I spit on it

Jealousy like a deadly virus
Likes to dwell in black blood cells
Jealousy like a deadly virus
Feeds on the body of the jealous
They never enjoy the pleasures of life.

***The Book of End of Times

Comments about Jealousy by Young Church

  • (12/30/2011 11:42:00 PM)

    You write good poems about things that happens in our daily life, good poem, thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/8/2011 10:10:00 AM)

    nice imagery.... i give it an 8 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 6, 2011

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