Turn me away. Poem

I offer my time, from each precious day

but you scornfully turn me away

I offer my labour with no chance of pay

but again you turn me away

I offer my knowledge, my talent to display

it's not enough, you turn me away

I offer my blood, to my dismay 

you still turn me away

my life,

my soul, 

my faith, 

you don't give way

each one of you in turn, turns me away.