Decipher

Blame

It always shows when one has no sympathy.

As they tap about themselves,
a conceited personality.

Stick to the question that's a mere desire,
even a simple task can't get me to follow the empire.

All the dire, for is the singular crown.

As there they stood up the news,
as the parents of the bereaved are thrown down.

Promises made are easily broken,
now lost.

Never intact,
of what truly was stolen.

You could only go so far as to hide your nature,
as chameleons change color they know how to adapt.

Those that eat of others are never monsters,
but to flaunt such crude nature is an action done,
by only those that would truly stutter.

Did they want to solve a murder,
perhaps for what publicity had to offer?

They murmur lies,
and there the blame spreads as guilt resides.

As the public starts shaming them.
There was a pause for no one is human,
here we are treated like animals.
They gape at us and wish it was never to be them,

they slap wrists and make deals,
while the bereft weep in their son's empty room.
The mere serenade of his favorite tune entangles them in a bee of memories.

It was never about being helpful,
barely earning the public interest,
and the necessity to go as far as feeding the news lore.

When it is the foundation of truth.

To go as far as,
they are bunnies disguised in a lion's suit.

To seek the pursuit of what was never the truth,
but instead a facade to anger the youth.