My distress requires someone to blame.
Escape in wanton habit sooths this rage,
when fury seems preferable to shame.
Even as anger leaves my reason lame,
grief of betrayal it cannot assuage.
My distress requires someone to blame.
I know myself trapped in a no-win game,
as are many denizens of this age,
when fury seems preferable to shame.
Though thinking I must relinquish the claim
to vengeance--construct a new life--is sage,
my distress requires someone to blame.
Bitterness galls, its effect ever the same,
future remorse its reliable gauge,
when fury seems preferable to shame.
Should I resist the urge to hate then tame
retributions harpy--lock its cage?
My distress requires someone to blame,
when fury seems preferable to shame.



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