Who is to blame is a poem about our ownership of our problems and the problems this world is facing.
We are all to blame Me and you, and everyone believes he is not responsible. Looking away The fire does not go out. The drowned is not saved by pulling his own hair. I tolerated them stepping on my back. I was voluntarily blind, lying to myself. We were all drugged. It is time to wake up, to collect our scattered pieces
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