The Blame Game

Who’s to blame?

Neither me nor you.

It’s us.

How we always blame,

When every second we know, we are lame,

When we take someone’s name.

What’s in a name?

When its all in the game,

And the thing that’s affected is your name.

Any you’re ever ready to kill to fame.

When its all in the game. 

And you’re asked to name the name,

Would it be your name?

It’s satirical as to how we blame one another,

As long as the affected is other,

In this game played by one another.

Pointing to one another’s mistake,

When respect and credibility are at stake,

You give your take as long as the scapegoat is willing to take.

It is this blame, which you know is lame, as soon as you take another’s name.

That another’s day will come,

When you’re name would've stuck to his mind like gum,

And you know what’s gonna come.

It’s the blame game, you started it and he continued,

What’s in a name? Now you answer…..

It’s all in the game, as he’s ready to kill to fame,

As he tries to tame, as now its you he gets to blame,

And yours will be name, as you know who is to blame.

For it starts over and again……

It’s a lame game, the blame game.

:(You either get it or you don’t,

You expect me to explain it, that I won’t.:)

Just an effort on difference, hope it makes sense.
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