S. stood and stared
At accusations and fingers
Pointed at him and his sins
Till now in the world
Be gone united
Feel free divided
Stand straight
And get chided
When he was a boy
They never said
No matter what you do
Virtue is no reward
S. stood and smiled
At his confusion again
They knew his mistakes
But couldn’t explain the pain
It came and went
Until every memory
Was marked ‘sensitive’
Till he had a human moment
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