Going Through Hard Financial Times Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I can understand,
Your going through hard financial times.
But stealing the little I have to be yours,
Is not a mistake but a blatant crime.
You just can not come into my home,
To serve your purpose to take what's mine.
That to do is just not cool.

And forgiving you to make it easier,
Again to me to do...
Will only give you permission,
To believe me to be an accessory...
Willing to shelter your obvious disrespect.
While you continue to use me,
As your number one fool
Do I look that stupid to you?
Do I?

'Well...
I have to admit,
When you give me direct eye contact...
As if you are actually serious about that,
I get confused.
Do you mind turning your head to the right? '