The guilt tripA Poem by andrew mitchell
We live in a time
where people don’t think but judge. Who do you think you are? Guilty! And what brings you here? Guilty! Is that your car parked across the road? Guilty? I don’t like you! Guilty! Here’s your bill! Guilty as charged! And what do you think you two are doing in the car? Guilty! And there you have it, the guilt trip. © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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Added on March 13, 2023 Last Updated on March 13, 2023 Author
andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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