he dug a hole for himself
and fell in
then blamed everyone else
for the dirt in his eyes
we offered him a rope
but he wouldn’t hold on
too proud
too angry
too stubborn
if only he’d admit
that he’d slipped and fallen
we would have helped him out
in a heartbeat
if only he’d have smelled
the stench of his hole
he’d be clawing the walls
to get out
its so easy to blame others when they’re standing in the light
and you’re caught in the trap of your own doing
but cast off your pride
accept mercy’s rope
climb out while you’re still breathing
