Dangerous passions
I'm walking the line
I'm living off rations
While he's doing fine
She shares his bed
I wish it was mine
The affairs that led
To the tricks of the mind
If she could have said
To me at the time
How deep in my head
Her words would climb
I would've got up and left
And then leave behind
Confusion and distress
and grief defined.
maybe you are one of the army
maybe you are one of the army which includes me and billions
who would act differently if their lives were to do over
your poem is powerful