It’s not your fault man
that nothing you did was
ever gracious
It’s not your fault man
that you didn’t wait upon conventions
to get what was rightfully
or wrongfully yours
it did lack class sometimes
It was often embarrassing
but I could never question you
because you were always my confidant
and a trusted drinking partner
but now that you have gone ahead
and unraveled everything we ever achieved
I must protect you
from yourself
it’s not a question of who to blame
but to make you realize
that if you are lost to me
you are lost to the world
we are symbiotic
and without one there is never the other.
A heathen poet 