The Vicious Man Poem by Patricia Kelley

There is no other meaner than a vicious man.
I believe he can be meaner than a vicious woman.
When some men get mad, they want to destroy.
Like you were once their favorite toy,
Dismantling,
Channeling,
All they can feel is hatred.
Feeling greatness!
Creating sadness,
He creates madness.
His attacks become deadly.
He can become downright crazy.
Not understanding or being able to control his feelings.
He peels.
Going right for the jugular,
It becomes regular.
He doesn't see his own mistakes.
Not knowing when to take a break.
He rants.
He never grants.
You favor.
To him you were never a savior.
He twists every word you say.
Making his day!
He makes up things believing the worst in you.
Then spreads rumors about you!
He will try to ruin your reputation.
Out of his frustration,
Of wishing you back.
Trying to bully you back!
You stand back!
Realizing his only goal is to tear down.
You refuse to feel rundown.
Escaping,
Fleeing,
You stay away from the vicious man.