I like to believe
That all creatures great and small
Are made in God’s image
And one should love them all
But along came a someone
Who reminded me once more,
That some make you feel loved
And some just make you sore
This particular someone,
Let’s call her Elle
A true wolf in sheep skin
To the world, a belle
Behind closed doors however,
A dementor, a vampire
Sucking life out of you
A hypocrite, a liar
Which I truly wish
Was the end of the list
But we have only just begun
Let me give you the gist
Overprotected and spoilt
Pampered to a fault
Never had to face the world
Like a grown ass adult
Selfish to a fault
Never truly loved another
Not her husband or children
A sister or brother
Never made a damn effort
To built a true friendship
Or even with her children
A healthy relationship
Everyone in her life
A mere means to an end
No respect for people
And never one to bend
Even if she’s at fault
She rather project
The blame and hatred
Than pause and reflect
On how she might have been wrong
To control and manipulate
Everyone to suit her
For her ego to inflate
One likes to believe
And not just for token
That life can make you bitter,
That no one’s born broken
That everyone deserves love,
Trust, compassion and respect
One should always try to see
The best of the best
In others around them
But sometimes some people
Especially wicked, vindictive ones
Can get you cursing
At how she’s hurting
What you hold dear
And even herself
But I wouldn’t shed a tear
On someone who can’t bear
To see another at peace
A bully and a sadist
Wanting her family on a leash
I know this sounds horrid
And maybe I’m unfair
That there may be redemption
Once she begins to share
Her sorrows, her mistakes
Perhaps a shred or remorse
Instead of saying ‘I’m perfect’
Saying ‘I can change, of course’
It’s a pity and a sin
That she may never see
The bad karma she’s earned
Will never let her be
Truly at peace
Until the day she repents
For all the hurt she has caused
And makes proper amends
