Blame It

Blame it on a moodswing
blame it on the wind,

Blame it on something
that you didn't do, again;

blame it all on others,
or on society,

blame it all on god,
or how mother nature rules the sea;

blame it on a feeling,
that, absurdly does return,

blame it on a lesson
that you are yet to learn;

but, placing all this blame
what no one wants to see,

is that no one wants to say,
"I've got to blame this one on me."

Last Few Words: Sound, "preachy"?

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates

excellent poem and message.
Tim

It's not about blame, it's about RESPONSIBILITY, no one ever wants to accept blame, and that's how people are programmed, I think

Thanks for the poem, Doc. makes one think about all the preaching, blaming and finger pointing--yet nothing changes, not really and quite sadly.