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Undue Blame
What is it that was said to me
With importuning glance of eyes
To herald hate in pageantry
Like boiling clouds on moonlit skies?
What can’t contrived for oppression
Could render me in disarray
Cast merely in supposition
As silhouettes that speculate?
The agony that words inflict
Never bleeds nor becomes inflamed
‘cept my heart accept the verdict
And bleeds the blood of undue blame.
