Who is to blame?
The entity to which we refer -
“Our Shame”
The universal aspect
Individual to every cell
The intangible, unvanquishable cloud
Escorting me to hell.
For which subtle demon
Do I hold a trial?
How do I know which to revile?
I search my mind, through every file
All the while, he smiles
As he slips through the bars.
The years go on
And I am found to tire
Becoming more confused
From trudging through the mire
I begin to see him as kin
And hear less when the Priest is shouting,
“Repent Your Skin.”















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