Charity Case Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Don't look upon me as 'your' charity case.
To make donations,
As if my heritage depends on your acceptance...
After you have stolen from my treasure chest.
To leave me with a choice to beg.
And this image you give to others,
As a way you love to depict me...
From those days you began advocating,
My existence as 'your' slave to feed insecurities.
And with a media you use to prove your giving ways.

Don't look upon me as 'your' charity case.
To make donations,
As if my heritage depends on your acceptance...
After you have stolen from my treasure chest.
To leave me with a choice to beg.
Without my resources,
You would not have survived.
Without my resources,
Your selfishness would not exist...
To use an image of me you wish depicted.

This image is crumbling...
To leave you,
Humbled.
Since...
The truth about you,
Has revealed a deluding to dupe.

This image is crumbling...
To leave you,
Humbled.
Since...
The truth about you,
Has revealed a deluding to dupe.

It is you,
Who has been that charity case.
With a thieving from others to steal and take.

It's you,
Who has been that charity case.
It's you,
Who steals and takes.

It has been you,
Who has been that charity case.
With a thieving from others to steal and take.

It's you,
Who has been that charity case.
It's you,
Who steals and takes.

It has been you,
Who has been that charity case.
With a thieving from others to steal and take.
It has been you,
Who steals and takes.
It has been you,
That charity case.