Blame

So cordial and tolerant was he Wicked and malicious are you He was like an angel You are a demon in disguise You capered 'round the land like a madman As he drowned in the remedy And you cannot recall what you've done Yet you still continue to do it You are a murderer Pathological and lunatic You shan't have any guilt Your mind, so broken, could not handle its strain So many pray for your bereavement But your lack of empathy grants you no power to give them their desire And ironically, you wish to have an orderly existence For your selfishness knows no bounds And your continued self-indulgence is what killed all of them What killed him