Airing of the Grievances

Do you think that perhaps, this time, you ask too much? Is this your ploy, to take and take what you've given me until I have nothing left but yourself to sustain me? If you wanted me to have (and to rely on) nothing but you, then why did you so freely let these gifts fall into my hands? I asked you if I could have them. I asked if they would be good for me, good for us. You were silent. Now, you speak but I can no longer recognize your voice. Whether it is because I closed up my ears for too long or because you stopped speaking, I can't tell which.