Slightest Margin Given – Unhinged Poem

Plastic wrapped around my hands,

a foul mouth,

tightly woven,

secrets hidden in a sight so plain,

we wish,

we whisper,

the government of our own self retaliates,

we engineered our demise,

we lied,

we gave pittance to our wayward ways,

excusing the fault,

shifting  the blame,

we are,

it is,

the end was,

forgettable….