R.I.P. Uncle Rich

December 10, 2010
He was eccentric
She was insane
She had an agenda
And total reign

A threat of life
Left him feeling helpless
And trapped
Guilt keeping him
From ever taking a chance

Hours spent away
From a hoarder's home
Were the only times
When he seemed controlled

A double life
Was what he lived
Trying to protect himself
From the death of this world
His wife
No room for kids

Money piled up
Waiting to be spent
Only a year away
From retirement

At fifty-four
Healthy and fit
All the good habits
Couldn't save him.

Took him
While he rest
Leaving her
A total wreck

In a vulnerable state
Incompetence came
Replacing her position
As ultimate Queen.

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