We all have our own insecurities
So heap them on the one who’s here to blame
The scapegoat of our bitter circumstance
Betrayal, lies, and mocking is our game.
Well, mockery is only part of it
The pain cut clear across is better still
Of course, there’s guilt – but isn’t it still here?
The point is that we break his spirit’s will.
It’s sad how minute mockery is played
We taunt our peers and take the satisfaction
In truth we fool ourselves, called quick to grins
Integrity is lost within our wicked faction
By putting taunts on others we instead
Place foolishness and fault upon our head.
Again, another assignment on Their Eyes Were Watching God. This one was supposed to be about the crowd taunting Jodie. Again, the topic for the assignment was broadened, but you can get a loose idea of how it was supposed to tie in.
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