THE BLAMELESS GUILT

Relish is far from her dim heart.
No jokes can her sad heart delight.
No man can look at her plain face
Though her heart beats like any lass.

Her pride does not let her shed tears,
Nor sadness at her face appears.
Her heart is sad, but her face cheats,
A smirk on it its frown competes.

I saw her once walking at night;
The street was dark like her sad heart.
I greeted her but her deep sigh
Revealed her heart with its veiled cry.

I hurried past but felt the truth.
I was upset for that poor youth,
Who has no guilt, but her plain face,
And how can she that guilt erase ?

BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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