We all need the blame
We all feed the shame
.
We all lead the aim
We all seed the game
.
We all breed the fame
We all cede acclaim
.
We all heed the claim
We all plead insane
.
We all deed the name
We all weed the lame
.
We all speed the flame
We all freed the tame
.
We all agreed He came
We all bleed the same
...
...
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Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. In Life Phase II: Living and writing from a decommissioned church in Hull, MA. (Phase I was New Orleans and everything that entails.) Hippocampus, behave!
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Comments (2)
We all plead insane. I loved that line the most! Awesome poem!
Excellent. I have nothing more to say.