Sunday, February 18, 2024

Poem

She’s ne ver said she’s sorry
She’s never made amends
She’s always the victim in her story

She blames
Finds fault
Judged

Such pride
No humility
 The irony is the denial
 
She nirrors
And is well behaved
Wears the trappings of class
The superficial concern for appearances

Never the fool
Never mad
Never taking risks

Afraid
Always afraid
Trusting only government
Not God.

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