JealousyA Poem by Willy HericsonThis is the story of a boy who always feel inferior...I am just another sad boy, and when I see my friends in joy I can't feel grateful for them. Instead, I shout a silent condemn. When I have an accomplishment, but my peers go beyond my expectation, I don't celebrate it with enthusiasm, Instead, I act like a child seeking for attention. Cain killed Abel out of jealousy. World War was the result of the same disease.
It seems, jealousy is a curse of humanity. Its entire entity has no remedy. With every breath I take, I feel more heartache. This jealousy won't bargain. How I suppose to deal with this curse then? © 2014 Willy HericsonAuthor's Note
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