Whom I to Condemn?

It is an experience
one of  sustained work
goes unrewarded.

Potted by the kith
not once or twice,
many a time I lose count.

Inspired by kindness
could I describe it my essence
I believe what I see and hear.

Never do I go into the intensity
the superficial strikes me
I am deceived.

Let down by the dearest
find myself in a plight
unfair.

Left alone, I pick up the strings
discover the manipulations
captured once and for all.

I did not learn with years
Whom I to condemn?
other than me!