By Jennifersoter Ezewi

Before them:
The culprits parades around
Without fear or struggle
Because they are strangely backed.

They divert the fingers meant to be pointed
At the culprits to the innocents
Whom they think will do nothing
But cry for help.

When the main thing sits before them
Chatting and snoozing around
For the next mission, accomplished in assurance.