Resentments


His anger boils over in rage.
How can she do this at this stage?
She gets the house, the car,
He’s left wishing on his lonely star.

He works two, three, four jobs
To pay Peter, who robs Paul.
She works one, time and again
Refusing to flex, refusing to bend.

Mow the lawn every weekend
Not a hand would she lend
Jus’ to keep up appearances.
Manicured lawn, impeccable references.

So why does she ask these things?
Because happiness to her it does bring.
And now, he is left out in the bitter cold
Feeling abandoned, unloved and so old.

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