Sadist Poem by Francis Kokutse

I have opened the doors of my
heart to you and all you have
done is to slam your's in my
face as if l am some stranger.

I gave you my hand to play with
when l tried to play with yours
you deliberately kept it away
from me and sneered at me.

When l smiled to you, what did
l get back?
a black frown that could kill.
Each time l come to you and
ask for water to quench my
thirst you direct me to your
urinal as if that is what l give
you when you want water.

Does it matter to you how
a human being feels when
he is pained in the heart?
Do you care if people cry?
Do you worry when people
aound you have no joy?

I read it daily in your eyes
l see the glow in your eyes
each time that l groan in pain
each time l shed tears that is
when you beam with the smile
that only tells me whom you are.