When content becomes malignant
And the footing has been lost
Fingerprints are mostly water
Water corrodes and metals rust
There are no damage control strategies
No lasting friendships to be made
Though you offer up apologies
The room still smells of hate
Accused of being faithless
Still agnostic to the facts
We struggle to stay blameless
As truth filters through the cracks
Needing to find some self assurance
With nothing to show for, in the bag
We find our strength in perseverance
To cover up the things we lack
Mistakes come from underestimating
When you’re accustomed to the latter
Can’t prove your story, guesstimating
Missing the next rung up the ladder
So, keep in touch, the deeds not over
Because believe me, it never will
Keep your misdeeds under cover
And your shortcomings to yourself
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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