Last Visit To My Friend
I passed by to see you
I knocked on your door but you
Did not answer so I let myself in
I thought you needed me but you
Showed no kindness
I sat there in your house after the long journey
I felt thirsty but I feared to say so
I thought you knew because I was a visitor
But you did not care as I sat there
Waiting for you to say something
I felt hungry and choked by your
Little words that hardly came through
Your tight mouth in hashed tones
I did not understand what you were feeling
But I thought I was your friend.
My stomach burned from hunger and
When I left I vowed never to see you again.
Did you wonder why I left my friend?
Or did you wonder why I won’t visit again?
Good bye my friend, because I was thirsty;
You did not give me a drink
I was hungry you refused to feed me
I had problems weighing me down like a rock
But you did not help me
I needed so much of your kindness
But you my friend had nothing to give
So good bye my friend
Copyright © Joyce Wolayo | Year Posted 2014
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