JEALOUSY

JEALOUSY

It’s only their jealousy

Of your youth

You with your life ahead of you.

Their jealousy tells them to destroy.

Your pride says to fight

However you can

And for as long

Be prepared for the worst

Brace yourself

Against the pain

When they aim their fangs

At your neck

But end up biting

Between your legs

There’s no one on your side

Except your youth

Which they hate you for

In the first place

It’s only their jealousy

Of your youth

They all like to see you

Squirm, wriggle

And quiver like a worm

You won’t lower yourself to be

-- Copyright © 2010 by Anthony Buccino, all rights reserved.
Adapted from long-lost FROM A WAREHOUSE chapbook.

The Old Guys Hated Me These poems were written about the same times but 30 years apart.
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