MIRROR POEMS

-- Never Take the Blame --

John Herlihy

Some people never ready to take the blame;

They are never wrong; it is always the same.

Incapable to see what they’ve done; own up;

They just romp thru their lives as a playful pup.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, everyone else is wrong;

They join their comrade-at-arms in a sing-along.

It’s all about the ego, what they do must be right;

Every accusation of wrong seems a personal slight.

They seek friends to support their erroneous claim;

They trample over others no matter who they maim.

They will lie, cheat and steal if push comes to shove;

They know nothing of mercy, giving, regret, or love.

What? Take the blame? Good heavens, you implore?

Whatever else I may hate, it’s being wrong I abhor.

-- Ready to Take the Blame --

John Herlihy

Some people always ready to take the blame;

They are always wrong; it is always the same.

Their over-zealous approach has them own up;

They are guilty as charged, like a naughty pup.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, what they do is wrong;

They can never join righteous people’s sing-along.

It’s on their conscience, what they do goes afoul;

Every accusation against them a personal growl.

They have no one to support their erroneous claim;

They walk on egg-shells afraid everyone to maim.

They examine their lives and seek mercy from above;

They value all about mercy, giving, regret, and love.

Why do I always take the blame? And whatever for?

Whatever else I may love, it’s being right I adore.

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(c) John Herlihy 8 May 2020