The UnGuiltyA Poem by Work_in_progress
The blood on their hands
The weight on their soul The judgement it lands and takes it's violent tole We blame the innocent When they merely falter keep them in imprisonment Until their kindness does alter We blame the kind Until they become tainted we do not mind It's their faces we're painting Why does this burden Fall on those who care? Because the line we blurred in Makes our world unfair The guilty will hide But the innocent guide If our leaders are tamed Then they can be blamed
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Added on August 6, 2016 Last Updated on August 6, 2016 Author
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