The Blame Games
was ever the same world,
the perfect storm,
We'll be encountering,
treading on uncertain grounds,
The 2,000 ad,
was ever
a world gone mad,
was ever worsts year,
sense fled,
reasons dethroned,
Paralysis,
a new reality took place,
People were
afraid of gulps of air,
breaths of polluting toxins,
Afraid on intimacy,
Reasons for harsh voices,
Afraid of each other's,
proximity,
distancing to the others,
which we placed blame,
Such was earth with sinners
And blame games,
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