Who Was At Fault Poem by Aneek Chatterjee
Who Was At Fault
Bright hot morning.
Went for a walk
on pleasant green grass
Got bruised and injured
on a thorny meadow
Blood from my wound
ridiculed: ‘thorn in grass,
happy'?
No reply.
Wondered who was at fault …
green grass, thorns or me.
(13/01/2018)
Thursday, February 15, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: introspection
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