What I did was evil

I hated my neighbor because he had the worst home in town.

His house brought the neighborhood's property value down.

I did some pretty low things to try to make this man sell.

I broke all of  his windows and I even sent him hate mail.

I wanted him to sell his home and I would not stop.

I even lied and had his dogs taken away by the cops.

I told the police that I saw his dogs attack some little kids.

I'm in a lot of misery because of the horrible things I did.

He cried as the cops took his dogs away.

That poor man took his own life that day.

I wanted to drive the man to sell his house, not to commit suicide.

I haven't been able to forgive myself no matter how hard I've tried.

What I did was evil and it was extremely cruel.

That poor man is dead because I was a fool.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I got the idea for this fictional poem from a movie.

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