Do Not Blame Me Later Poem by RIC BASTASA

Do Not Blame Me Later

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I offer today
in my hands
a bud, a raw fruit,
a tendril,
a fledgling

all small, and
dainty
young and
hopeful

take them all
from me

and what is left
of me
are these empty
hands

tomorrow i
will offer a hatchet
a scissor
and a knife


take them all
please

if you will not
do not blame me
i will do
what now i will.

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