We never have to take the blame
Not even just a whit
Will always find the gall to claim
The Devil made us do it
We steal and maul and even kill
And offer as excuses
'A demon worked its' Devil's will
It's Satan who abuses'
Devilish things we often do
Cause good people to cower
We misplace blame, and misconstrue
'It's the Devils' fault, not ours'
This can't go on. It just must stop
We're not under Satans' spell
With dependence on our Devils' prop
We'll be heading straight for Hell
A wonderful look at our selfish lack of accountability. But who else can I blame now that you have let out the secret? :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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