Meat and cheese:
The parties over,
In fact, it never even begun.
The meat and cheese has began rotting
and no one even touched it.
I set this all up in an effort to make people happy,
I guess I didn’t account for how much effort it would take for people to show up.
I would’ve eaten it myself,
but I wasn’t hungry.
I was,
I was just excited to save it for other people.
Now it’s gone to waste.
It’s just meat and cheese, but that’s not the point – it wasn’t about the meat and cheese.
It was about the fact nobody showed.
About the fact you shrugged and thought, “Nobody will notice I’m not there.“.
But I noticed.
Because nobody was there.
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Author:
Micah Finchley (
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This poem is about to me the ingratitude people display when something is offered. It is sad when someone goes out of their way to give, especially something that costs them and others show no appreciation. Well done
That’s exactly how I was trying to portray this poem, thank you 🙂
You are most welcome Micah
Damn, Micah...I wish I could have pulled up a chair. I’m sorry you were left feeling like you didn’t matter. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
It’s okay, thank you 🙂
You're welcome. I’d have been hurt and angry, too. You deserved a thank-you for the trouble you went to...and some company to enjoy it with. I'm without words, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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