Ungrateful Poems

The ungrateful Birthday Gal

The ungrateful Birthday gal 

1.Tap, tap, tap, I watch the wax melt from my birthday candle.

Decorations, people, music and cake;

Cynthia helped with the food, and Elcilia to bake.

I wore a knee-length dress in your favorite color, purple.



2.Something strange happened this year,

Like the story of the tortoise winning the race with the hare.

For once, I was

Ungrateful

What a ungrateful 
He's not innocent
He wants to please his ego

What a unique thing
That is the stupidest
 that I ever occurred

No he's not innocent
No he's not even fine
He's just trying to
Make friends so that
No one can harm him
What a ungrateful 
Only selfish he is

Him and his melodrama
Ends with him in college

Now he's alone
Trying to find
Someone

Maid For The Ungrateful

She's thirty-three, single,
her Mom babysits her
five year old son.
She reassures herself it's
just two more hours,
then it's the blessed weekend.
Which means delicious sleep.
She has no nest egg,
she's just getting by.

There is one kind aging matron
who makes her lunch when she
cleans her large stately home.
Yet, other well-to-do homeowners
cast their false superiority heavy
in the air as she imagines

Ungrateful Vortex

don’t know if I was raised better because I was taught worse or was I taught better because I was raised worse 

Kept clean, fed and together and safe but the only thing taught was how to hide the pain and fake a smile. Spent my whole life building this wall. The only thing I

Ungrateful

Under the vast domain and beautiful blue skies,
there lie a million plus causes for much gratitude.

None that I have known have reason to be thankless.
Goodness and mercy, says the Psalmist, shall follow me.

With such following, there is no cause for fear, doom,
and gloom. Reaping and harvesting result from sowing.

God's Goodness derives from His good mercies,
giving

The Ungrateful Dead

Oh say can you see the land of the freebie 
and the home of the ungrateful bleating
where borders are blown wide open by vote vamps 
to the glee of coyotes -desperados -the depraved..
Stars and stripes replaced by the heartless-shooting blanks
where elitist stick shanks into the faith of good people
who're deemed racist for standing for a

Nine Ungrateful Men

Ten were cleansed, yet one came back to say 
"Thank you, Lord, I glorify Your name",
What happened then to the other nine?
They were healed but then went on their way,
Ungrateful men, they remained the same,
Their hearts stayed untouched by love divine,
How often we forget to relay
Our thanks to God for blessings that came?
Change means touched

Ungrateful Ones

You run...
from pillar to post,
stick your neck out,
bend over backwards
just to satisfy them.
They're "your friends,"
or so you think.
They ask for the moon,
you give it two-fold.
The thanks you get?
Well, they watch you...
brush your pearly-white teeth,
rinse it out with Listerine
so your breath smells...
minty-fresh.
But surprise, surprise!
It stinks to them in your time
of need. Forget the lips;
you don't even

Ungrateful To the End

I lie  on sheets.
That emits the stale odor of my body, 
That is treated, like crows, do roadkill.
I answer their cry for help, and still, they pick at me.
Needing to perceive one defect in me,
to make us equal in their mind.
My house is silent, even in the daylight.
For I fear they will know I

What's the Matter U Ungrateful- -

Like a child, always begging;
Did I say you're never in thanksgiving;
Always wanting something;
But never praising the Father;

What's the matter you ungrateful...

Like a thief in the night
Taking things that's not yours;
Why? won't you go to work;
Get, a job stop stealing;

Like a spoil child that has a temper-tamper;
I got to have it, got to have this;
Always wanting

Ungrateful Me

Ungrateful Me…
You have been a constant rock and sure support daily;
Extending yourself and your resources to me; unendingly.
Your continued selfless sacrifice I have not appreciated;
Unwavering praise and gratitude I should have chanted.
My thoughtless actions showed I took you for granted;
Fully implying; that your assistance was not needed.
This impression is absolutely not the wholesome truth;
My sincerest

We Rarely Say Thank You

We never appreciate feeling well,
Even when we are sick and swollen
And hurting.

We never appreciate feeling well.
Even when we have been sick for 
Ten days with the sorest throat
We have ever had

We never appreciate feeling  well
Even after we have had shingles and
Tuberculosis and blubonic 
Plague for a year

We never appreciate feeling well
For very long.

And we

Ungrateful

In fields beneath a burning sun,
behind horses smelling foul,
we hacked the ground so seeds could grow,
walked hard miles behind the plow,
trying to feed all our families
out of the hardpacks, sand, and loam,
wiping off sweat, looking forward
to being able to go home.

Deep within tunnels beneath earth,
coal black dust destroyed our lungs,
we blasted out a country’s fuel,
ever

Ungrateful People

Why is it when you go out of your way
To help someone brighten their day
Or solve a problem that has things in disarray
They want to play you as if to say
You owe them in some superficial way

Putting on some kind of poor me display
Overshadowing the kindness you portray
Some are not able to see the good

Ungrateful Child

I woke up that day with tears in my eyes,
after I heard about your father's demise.
Guess you've never understood,
the point of being his blood.

I remember when your mother left,
how he was totally bereft.
Ran off with the man next door,
not once did he call her a whore.
Not once did your mother call,
too busy having a ball.
Forgot

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