The Anneslee Poems: Savior Without a Saint

I’ll be the one

you can

hang your hat on,

throw under the bus

and blame.

I’m the perfect

scape goat –

I won’t go anywhere

fast,

so you can get away.

I’ll be your whipping boy,

I’ll carry your heavy load.

I’ll draw the shortest straw,

I’ll cover you and take the blows.

Give me your sentence

and I’ll serve it without a word.

I’ll forget everything I could’ve had,

let my life be lived deferred.

No one has to know

that it was really your fault.

I’ll shoulder all the blame,

I’ll be guilty by default.

But don’t think for a minute

that I will ever forget

this burden is yours I carry.