Once they yelped
that they ought to be helped.
But they no longer yelp anymore.
They don’t need help anymore.
Of their ‘oughts’ and their ‘needs’
they are somehow now rid.
They’ve been pulled out like weeds:
now onto the compost where deeds
misgotten are hid,
they’ve slid.
They don’t need help.
They never did.
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