The Wheel Turns... Poem by chantelle ribeiro

You with your narrow mind
Your obsessive manner
Your pointing finger
Your wagging tongue
Poisoning everyone
Making me your victim
Black on the inside
Your mouth a thin line
Filled with garbage
You stare through me
Your jealousy apparent
insecure and insignificant
Your cruelty massive
Poison dripping from your mouth
You spew profanity
Behind your false smile
That never reaches your eyes
You spread your lies
Rumors that damage fragile lives
The wheel turns
And it turns well
And quite frankly
You can go straight to hell