So It Is Not Just Me After All
We persecute
Punish ourselves
Then accept whatever sentence
Handed down to us
For merely showing human kindness
Which we equate to weakness
Knowing also full well
We have absolutely no
And there is no form
Of appeal
Or salvation
For those of us amongst us who
Try and care
Yet it never seems to get us anywhere
But in the dock
Standing accused
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2023
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