Grand Delusion

you asked if you could be my friend
I said I would be honored and thrilled
I have tried to keep my part of the deal
my thoughts and words so plainly spilled

yet I never see your face at my door
you never have anything to say to me
what did you ask me to be your friend for
I am nothing to you it's plain to see

it was all an Illusion to my delusion
you only wanted one more stroke
to add to your book of confusion
not one word not even a poke

you like collecting empty souls
to feed your frenzy of needed touch
but you leave us all with empty bowls
you need us just not that much

you'll pad your list with another name
hoping they will glorify your planned collusion
but to me and others just the same
nothing more than a Grand Delusion

Gomer LePoet ...