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I knocked on your door
You wouldn’t let me in
You are not my friend
I stood out in the rain
Looking pitiful
You remained
Inhospitable
You are not the friend you
Profusely claim to be
I defend you
You don’t do the same for me
I begged for food
And you didn’t share
Not even a scrap
From your table
You were rude
You didn’t care
You felt it was best
For me to stay disabled
I can’t depend on you
To the very end
You’ve proven it’s true
You are not my friend
I don’t feel a sense of entitlement|
I feel small where something big should be
Everything vital went
Except for my dignity
And I haven’t recovered
Something paramount hasn’t come through
Nor has the tiniest dividend
In the process I’ve discovered
I can’t count on you
You are not my friend







