Does it please your soul

To see my heart bruised and broken?

Does it make you proud that

You spend your time gossiping about me?

Investing your energy where you won’t

Make any profit.

As I came of age,

Too many drifted away

Some people delve deep

Hoping for another person’s downfall,

And demean them.

They are Deities of jealousy and hatred,

Who detests hustlers.

They want information that.

Will detriment one’s dignity

And try to devalue their worth.

What fuels this hatred?

This is real life, not fiction,

Cleanse your heart and soul

From this demon that’s polluting your mind,

Another person’s success shouldn’t

Fill your heart with hatred and jealousy,

But motivation that anything is possible.

Don’t feel haunted

Through another person’s success,

Be motivated to better yourself.