Birthright.

You were in need.
I gave from abundance.
You said thank you.

You wasted what I gave.

Need, gift, waste—
our refrain.
The song between us.

I loved you.
I wanted every good thing for you.
I gave. You took.
It worked between us
until the day
I would give no more.

Still you came hungry.

You are a taker—
liar, thief,
deceiver, heel-grabber.
I was hungry too.

You stole my birthright.