Blame Poem by Julia Boon

Burning tears run down my cheeks,
As they have for many weeks.
This thing is dead,
My mother said.
This thing is spent,
A so-called unfortunate event.
But who's to blame
Who will dare claim
They slain and shamed their name?
Confess to your crimes!
We can connect the times!
We know you have no alibi!
Don't try to say goodbye or pacify!
We are sure to gratify,
Our lust for blood!
Those tears that came in a flood,
Bringing with it dirty, filthy mud!
Your tears are lies!
Do you really care if it dies?
Those tears in your eyes, are lies!
There will never be blue skies,
Don't dare devise a disguise!
You can not hide,
You did not care it died!
You have too much pride to admit that it was your collide!
You cannot deny!
You are the bad guy!
It all went awry!
It was your fault it died!