Lonesome Letter | Kenneth Vincent Walker - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Lonesome Letter | Kenneth Vincent Walker

I give, and I give
While expecting
Nothing in return,

But the moment I
Come requesting
A very small favor

All I get is silence,
The cold shoulder
From my so-called

Friends in alliance.
I know you owe me
Nothing, but I can’t

Help feeling utterly
Rejected, dejected,
And ultimately used.

You know that I would
Not treat you that way.
Hence, this lonesome

Letter from the abused.

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