Those Damn Vultures!
Once again those vultures tried to separate me
From my love and future wife to be
They made her shed another precious tear
On our anniversary of one year
Time and time again they attack our love
As if they are some Godly power from up above
Each time they rip another piece of her heart
When she didn't have that much to start
She had my heart before I realized it was mine
She is the woman that God thought of when I was designed
My heart my soul and my only desire
She was the first and last to set my world on fire
Yet those damn vultures reached into my chest
And attempted to rip my love from my breast
This very moment they are yanking at the chain
At each and every pull the pain is insane
Yet broken and bleeding I hold on
And I will continue until my life is gone
I'll hold on to her at my dying breath
And I'll on still long past my death
I wouldn't let go of her even if I could
But who in there right mind would?
poem by Tyrone Wingfield
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