Unable To Bear

Bearing the brunt
being not new,
I proceed with
lots of feelings.

I need no encomiums
at least a nod,
a kind of approval.
They are not for me.

The rudeness I face
at a cost of my labour
make me sad. I am hurt.
Wince at my plight.

The slogging I do
the analysis I evaluate
ensures a progress,
as far as I find.

They get me nowhere.
I become a pawn.
Slighted, humiliated
for all I have done,.

Resolve not to involve
could be from this day.
Nothing much in way
of deterioration.

Hope my resignation
will usher prosperity.