Many Tears To Deliver What It Is I'Ve Got Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

I've been told I use people,
For my own personal gain.

I would like to know,
What it is that I used from them?
Since it has been my own blood,
Sweat,
And yes...
Many tears to deliver what it is,
I've got!

And no volunteers,
To share those hard knocks!
Only God has been there,
To stop my insanity!
As I sat alone sipping Scotch...
With no rocks!

I've been told I use people,
For my own personal gain.

And I suspect those who have said that...
Are finding me less accessible to use,
To accuse me of misdeed to claim fame.
When I sign my own name,
There is no proxy assigned to blame.
Nor am I foolish enough to challenge ignorance.

And to them I 'use' to give of myself freely...
Perhaps my lack of seeking their attention,
Has them more willing to mention 'my' efforts!
And what it is they no longer from me get.

And...
Less time do I give to the thinking of this!
I like to lay down facts.
Not horror stories that may attract.