Blinded by hypocrisy,
You see me bleed
And you tell me to bleed quietly.
It'll inconvenience him.
It's inconveniencing you.
.
You'll not intervene
But you will decide
From above the tides
And above what's right
What is, what was,
And what should be...
.
Now, the truth
Is subject again
To petty ape games,
Hate
And blame...
.
Protect the innocent
Macho man
Though he speaks freely
Of his loving mom
And her affairs
With family friends.
.
As if his words were okay!
Why did you look away?
You know who's to blame.
Just say his name!
The shock you felt
Was genuine truth,
The one that'll never be
Subject to you.
.
Protect the innocent
Selfless man
Who manages to be a better
Uncle than parent.
Fail to recognize
The agony that bleeds,
Making each of my pores
Scream misery.
.
Blame me for pain,
'Cause the holy book said
My agony's divine
And I should abide,
Be grateful for a life
That has never been mine.
.
In this day and time,
And after endless horrid plights,
Did you think you had the right
To deny?
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