He wandered in
Begging for food
But refusing
What was offered
My annoyance surfaced quickly
When he continued demanding
Help
While continuing to refuse
The help that was offered
The logic eludes me
And my annoyance rises
As it feels we're being lied to
But why am I annoyed?
Because I reach out to help
But won't help on his terms
When he's refusing
Fresh baked homemade bread
Because he's "on a diet to lose weight"
And yet he says he must have food to eat
When he takes his medicine at 4 p.m
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