I claim that you neglect me
aloud to the whole wide world
yet it's me that is so guilty
who responds so much in kind
The well of pain is certain
but the author lays no claim
saying "I don't now know me"
but hesitates not to blame
Blame is a tool of deception
avoiding our internal tears
so easy is self blindness
against our darkest fears
As much as we say they started
how can we truly deny
it is us that gave it wings
ourselves we respond in kind
Ourselves we are all guilty
for the things we didst do
not for us to blame on others
my failings ne'er land on you
The burden of my sins lie heavy
on my soul as I face this morn
it is hard to hold them steady
but accepting them with the dawn
Life is too short for hatred
which I have so far eschewed
life is not long for loving
a talent I'm weak imbued
* Fini *
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