The Jealous Woman (For The Eye That Has Any Useless Time To Behold) Poem by chize ryan ogunkah

the jealous woman
woe to who finds her
the epitome of rife
she cuddles cynicism and vitriol
harbors a plague between her thighs
and cheap venom between her teeth
and lives to lose again

the jealous woman
her jealousy knows no bounds
beauty finds no solace in her being
innocence cowers in fear at her presence
intelligence find residence multilple doors away
wisdom is her pariah

the jealous woman
reasoning is her time wasted
her strides, a tale for whores
life in her presence is a constant diarrhoea
what sore wonder, the ribs from which she is made
she yearns for a tale
a tale averse to her nature
and losing always by ''the skin of her teeth''

but obviously above all
she is worth less than a fadden