Thursday, November 21, 2013

Stick 235 - Pointing Fingers

Pointing Fingers

It was you
they cried out loud

It was you
they shouted as a crowd

It was you
they blamed and warned others to stay well away

It was you
they pointed with fingers meant to harm and fray

It was you
they yelled and I did not understand the why

It was you
they screamed as I curled in a fetal ball and closed my eyes

It was you
they roared as my fingers protected my heart
and searched for a fresh and clean start

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