Help did you not when I first asked you to
You bade me leave and did not see me through.
“Talk not to me” – you made your stand so clear.
To think that we were once always so dear.
Your coldness struck me and I left in tears,
The pain you caused me stuck with me these years.
Never will I forget this fateful day,
You drove me out and did not let me stay.
Over the years, your fortunes seemed to change.
Once rich, now poor, you have yourself to blame.
And as you turn to me for help,”my dear”,
My message now to you is loud and clear.
Your woes are all but nothing of your own.
So blame me not when my heart turns to stone.
Lionel L
(26 Dec 1999)
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Accolade
“After carefully reading and discussing your poem, our The International Library of Poetry Selection Committee has certified ‘Revelation’ as a semi-finalist in our North American Open Poetry Contest. Your poem will automatically be entered into the final competition held in May 2000. In celebration of the unique talent and artistic vision you have displayed, we will publish your poem in ‘Between Darkness and Light’ (Library of Congress ISBN-1-58235-067-1) in June 2000. Lionel, you should be genuinely proud of your accomplishment. Of the thousands of poems we read each year, only a fraction can be published. We are pleased that ‘Revelation’ will be appropriately achieve the recognition that a national publication can give it. Congratulations, Lionel! We feel you have a special talent and look forward to the publication of your poem.”
- Howard Ely, Managing Editor, The International Library of Poetry (7 Mar 2000)