You,

You,

could have killed a man

with the simplicity of your

bare hands

You,

could have retired in your boat

with the high tide of

atlantic sands

You,

could have stollen

rubies & diamonds

in the middle of

the night

You,

could have sent

an innocent man to jail

in a drunken

bar fight

You,

could have packed

your jeep and never

said goodbye

You,

could have tried

to control a plane

even though

you can't fly

You,

could have covered

everything you own

with ripe gasoline

You,

could have taken

all the prescription drugs

turn real real mean

You,

could have become

a scam artist

get rich quick

You,

could break

an honest woman's heart

make her unstable

make her sick

and You, did

unfortunately I find myself

not able to confront

a situation of that nature

without a roar

and thats why I don't call

or visit

You,

anymore