I worry about him,
About the future he has maimed,
It never dawned on him;
That this is what it really meant,
Working only for food,
For the rest is history or just wished,
He stepped on her heart,
She did the obvious;
To step back on his,
This became the game,
Step on me- I step back kind of life,
Little did they know,
That revenge is suffering’s manson,
When light dawned on them,
They started rebuilding;
What they had made a ruin,
Their life could have been better,
But revenge ruined it,
I don’t know how to help them,
Maybe they should turn to the Sire!