This Is How Progress Is Made, I'm Afraid!

Even if I knew what to do,

What does this matter even mean to you?

 

Don't chastise me for what's been done.

 

If I recall correctly,

You didn't disagree.

Sure, the result wasn't favorable,

But don't pin this on me.

So what? Now I'm the problem?

Can't you see?

This was never meant to be.

 

INFURIATING! 

The audacity!

The drama!

Ugh!

 

THIS IS HOW PROGRESS IS MADE, I'M AFRAID!

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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