The Stalker Poem by Randy McClave

The Stalker



He goes out of his way by both leaps and bounds,
He always checks up on me when he makes his rounds,
As though to prove a point to himself and to my ex-wife,
That without her anymore, I no longer have a life.

He spies around my corner and drives past my home,
Is he still checking to see if I am there or if I am all alone?
He peeps into my window to see inside my house,
Is he still jealous because I let him keep my spouse.

He call's my home and when I answer he hangs up,
He doesn't even say "hello" or "hi" or even "what's up! "
He then asks everyone that he knows, if they know me,
He is full of hate and anger and also there is jealousy.

He calls my office at work and tries to get me fired,
Because he has no job, he cannot ever get hired,
He rants and he raves all he is a loud mouth and a talker,
But, I get to know him as my own personal stalker.

He chased and stalked my wife day after day,
Now they are together, and I hope with each other they will stay,
Now I am a free man, my ex-wife she was easily replaced,
So stop driving pass my house, your time and efforts are a waste.

Randy L. McClave

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuy Amante 14 April 2014

Nice flow to your write. Perhaps they deserve each other! Glad your free!

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