The Boy (Futile Blame)
(Epoch Three: 1986-1988)

And when you went on to say,
You should be included on his list
Of those he pushed away.
The boy didn't feel well.
Unlike before he could tell,
Your words could be carved on stone.

On behalf of the boy
I would like to reply.
He has a good side too.
One you refuse to hold.

Oh woman oh why,
Did you fight fire with fire?
Weren't you told
You were his imaginary flame?

What happened to your promise?
Was it spoken only in the dark?
Was it replaced by futile blame?
Did you know that was his birthmark?

In the past he could endure,
Carrying a thick skin.
But when the perpetrator
Was his mentor.
The boy became still.
As it pierced his every bone.