Responsibility's Veiled Enigma Poem by James McLain

In the shadowed realm where truth may hide,
A tale of chaos on that fateful tide,
January first, a day of dread,
The insurrection's bitter thread.

Whispers echo of a name unknown,
Who orchestrated this harrowing tone?
Faces masked, intentions veiled,
An enigma crafted, a truth curtailed.

Was it a mastermind, cunning and sly?
Or a collective force that dared defy?
Responsibility, a puzzle unsolved,
A mystery wrapped in secrets evolved.

Blame is cast upon diverse tides,
Accusations tossed, like shifting slides.
Yet truth eludes our searching gaze,
As the labyrinth deepens, we're left in a daze.

History's pages now forever marred,
By shadows cast, by trust is charred.
The January first insurrection's tale,
An enigma, a riddle that can't prevail.