I can’t disarm this horde of army
Won’t try arresting the police
Can’t judge the judges by a jury
Can’t get a cold on foreign breeze
Thus, I was meant to sail on fool’s ship
That’s how they probably see it
Blamed just for my citizenship
I am the fact they won’t admit
“Stay where you are”- they say to me
I’m smiling back - “stay as you are”
That’s not a tragic disagreement
But more a comedy so far
So cloud my weather, make it sunless
It’s still not dark enough for me
I'm playing cards to hide from sadness
While sipping ever-tepid tea
Too many things went out of use
The old world dies, seems that we get
The most efficient little truth
That can improve the worst to bad.
“When you’re blamed and shamed for something you didn’t do,
remember the one who looks out for you, He knows the truth”
Long ago when I was in junior school
I was made to look a ludicrous fool
A note was passed around, from desk to desk
Guess who got the blame when it came to rest.
It was me of course, teacher called me out
I got the blame for handing the note out
The culprit never owned up, he or she
And no one at all came forward for me.
The note said that so and so loved someone
The names on the note from mind have long gone
Deep down I knew that teacher disliked me
It was how she spoke to me nastily.
Too shy to say what I needed to say
On that horrid embarrassing school day
Not one classmate spoke up in my defence
The instigator had no penitence.
That teacher picked on me for any thing
She didn't care how much her brusque words could sting
So I was tarnished with the blame and shame
If only I had that time back again.
Teachers are sure to be fully aware
Some pupils are in need of tender care
Living their lives already traumatised
Needing love and not to be stigmatised.
We seldom think of God
Unless we are in trouble
During sickness,mishap and repentance
We need the help of God
We seldom think of God
Unless we have a great reward
We feel the kindness and the presence of God
We seldom think of God
Unless we have something to request
And now we always think of God
We blame God for whatever mishap happens
Especially the Covid epidemic
Oh,who is to be blamed
I'm confused
But for the time being
Let's pray so that it disappears soon
Problems man can't solve
He refers to God
Because man's wisdom is limited
And man's confidence will finally collapse
He blames God
For whatever it is
Because he's the creator
He creates man and the universe
He'll be responsible
But I just don't understand
Because it's beyond my knowledge
But I never blame my parents
Who bring me to this world
Who give me life
Education and happiness
And no matter how much there are
she had wept and wept
down sun crept than slept and slept
and become adept
as we all had feared
were horrible with a beard
always seemed so weird
for love we did long
even though Russia seemed so strong
they were really wrong
fields were found flowing
much grain they had been growing
with market growing
by us she was blamed
our minds by her had been maimed
than we shamed and shamed
naked and red and relentless rotten macabre mongrels murder my mother’s marriage. cats on cablecast killing civilization with their cryptic chartreuse eyes. sharks stealing shillings by swimming short of their assigned section and summoning their felicitous assassination. trees taking territory from terrestrials trying to tell the traditional tales of terrain and trick the indigenous thorns into thinking they're troublesome. bears don't bear arms so we believe they barely belong with our benign barrels and our good boy bullets.
Rape in the city, lifestyle was blamed
Rape of a teenager, clothing was blamed.
And now?
8 year old, simply dressed,
Living in village
No modern lifestyle
Innocent and unaware of all this.
Childishly innocent she probably didn't know what was happening
Only knew that her pain was accuring
Terrified and frightened she begged for mercy,
But the wasps remained bloodthirsty.
They murdered her innocence every day,
And then finally they took her painful breaths away.
Her name means "pure" and such was her soul,
Yet to their foul eyes,
Her body was only of the lust to behold.
Such was their monstrosity they didn't let her dead, broken and Battered body to be buried,
In the name of religion, they were blinded.
They took her death to religion's fair,
But let me tell you this: the day their daughter died, both "The Bhagavan" and "The Allah" cried.
The temple which once echoed of ringing bells
now echoes of the screams for justice of that 8-year-old.
4/18/2018
Deprived from the start of a Father's love,
Cause God took her Mother to his home above.
Blamed for the loss of his wife,
On the day she was brought into this life.
This little princess has been dealt a raw deal,
Many a day, she went without a meal.
Her dad, he ignored her pleas and her cries,
Making her so unhappy, underneath all his lies.
She hated her life, didn't want to go on living,
Pretty soon, her favors she started giving.
This soon led to a life on the street,
Never trusting anyone she did chance to meet.
Very soon, she had a princess of her own,
Inside of her, this precious child had grown.
Never would she allow, she vowed that day,
To let this child suffer, as she had in every way.
This child had become her salvation,
She began to live each day in anticipation,
Of a life filled with love, happiness and joy.
She even forgave her father...still a little boy.
Today, this woman has made a life for herself,
All her pain she has put on the shelf.
She lives now for her little princess,
Making sure both their lives will never go amiss.
~~^~~
force of air drifts clouds
soaks up sky's face overly
typhoon's blamed with name
This love, love is so indifferent...
When I used to be the spoiled playboy,
My heart scorned me yet I endured the dallies.
Few shed tears and few took casually,
But when the society blamed me
I dismayed, 'whether I can love anybody?'
This love, love is so indifferent...
When I sensed the realism of a relation,
My heart honored me yet I treated my wounds.
Few heard me crying and few kept quiet,
But when my heart blamed me
I wondered, 'whether love is a challenge to fight?'
This love, love is so indifferent...
When I dusked the days of merriments,
My heart wiped me yet I evinced with a smile.
Few fended me by solacing and few turned back,
But when my soul cursed me
I queried, 'whether love is revered or is a cheesy act?'
This love...
Love is so indifferent
When I was a spoiled playboy, the society blamed me
When I felt the realism of a relation, my heart blamed me
When I dusked to be alone, my soul cursed me.
This love...
Love is so indifferent.
I AM TO BE BLAMED
All my life I felt like I am in a dark room,
And if some one didn’t save me I would be doom
I thought I had someone that I could rely on,
But instead everyone leave me alone standing like a fan.
I try my best to do everything I am told to do.
I also wanted to believe everything you told me is true.
I didn’t went to school and pay attention to get something in my head,
I skip classes and play like an idiot instead.
I never turn out to be what I wanted to be,
and the only person to be blamed is me.
He Has Been Blamed
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
Drifting on the wings of hope through trials and temptations,
One heart can only take so much before a deadly split.
And then, it's time to call the Lord to lend His helping hand.
To drive away the evil works that shed their fight on you.
Praying to the heart of God for help and approbation.
One soul can only plea so much before doubt enters in.
That's when it's time to kneel and pray throughout the night and day.
“Abide with me, Oh Lord, today, and shine your light anew.”
Dwelling on a distant past with heartache and depression.
One soul can only bear so much before faith's zeal is lost.
Remember friends, please ask the Lord to give His loving care.
To take away malevolence that found a restless view.
Resting in the arms of God through painful dissolution.
Temptation only gets a grip when choices let it in.
So, hold the faith deep in your heart and keep your sights on God.
In innocence He has been blamed for paths He did NOT trod.
Selah
a life once lived
you cherish, you give
appreciate all that's in front of you
till you cloud it with all your angry views
memory 1, memory 2
let's distribute these examples
of reasons not to change your ways
and relate them to all our rainy days
that'll be convincing right.
now come on lets go start a fight
and say it's all your fault
no one points the finger at me
i'm the one who is carefree
who avoids responsibility at every cost
i'd start another holocaust
against all who are authority
i don't respect you, if you don't respect me
and i'll show you what it really means to be free.
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