The Scapegoat

The Scapegoat

Many a crime have I committed

Many a people have I offended

Many a soul have I hurt.

But here I am to surrender.

I go from person to person

From soul to soul

From house to house

And from place to place

Confessing my crimes

From the littlest

To the heaviest of them.

But no soul is ready to accept me

“We have forgiven you

At the same time

We have learnt to forget you.” Said they.

Now here I am, a loner

So lonely am I that

Incomparable is the lonely well in a desert,

Giving water to a passerby once in a year.

Though my sins might seem unforgivable,

I am truly and fully repentant

But were it you,

Will you forgive a cruel soul

That came to claim your heartful love

His sweetened tongue chanting and singing love tunes

In your love-famished ears.

Only for him to shatter your fragile heart

As a Chinaware dropped from a high mountain.

I ask once more

Will you forgive him?

If you do won’t you forget him?

But again if he comes

Running along, repentance written

In bold letters on his face and

Sorry, smelling all over him as a perfume,

Begging to be taken back into your life.

Will you take and accept him back?

Your answer is what I got?

Though some others in my shoes might be lucky

But unlucky was I

Cos none was ready to take me back.

And truly sorry was I.

As I was planning on how to end it all

Something told me

To make one last attemptful effort

In my quest to find love and peace again...

Thus I did,

And lo and behold, I found her!

She was the last person I ever thought of

My escapades though she had heard of

Warnings she had received from those I had hurt

To avoid the vicinities of this beast so heartless.

But here is she with me

Nurturing my wound but repentant heart.

I am determined and resolute

To keep her to myself and myself alone

Not to let her out of my sight

Nor out of my softly firm grip

Lest I might go, back to square one

And cursed be I

If I let that happen again.

Rejoice with me for my heartthrob have I found!

She had also been treated

Though by other men like my former self.

She had been so bruised and battered

By men of evil intent and incarnation

That she had resorted and resigned

To an untimely fate of being unlucky in love.

So cruel were they

That each time one came along

Her body is but the ultimate price

After which he immediately packs up

And go the way of his equally cruel predecessors.

When by her I was told these

I knew nemesis had caught up with me

I was being paid back in my own coin!

But despite these,

I will forever and ever love and cherish her

For when I was cast out and rejected

She cast me in and provided me with warmth.

Ours is but a perfect match!

So dear beloved angel,

Saviour and acceptor of my renewed heart

The one on whose shoulder I cry

Come along and be my wife

My pillar, my support, my everything.

Because you love me honey,

I am ready to be your scapegoat.

The one to bear all the anger

The blames, the punishments, the hurts

The brunt of the pains caused you

By the men of the bad intentions gone by.

Who had caused your large heart to bleed.

Take my hand, my love

Stay with me and

 If you need anyone to blame for

Those things that had happened to you

Love, heap the blames on me!

Just leave me not,

Hurt me not, despise me not,

You alone are the love of my life

My angel, guard, light and destiny.

But remember, I will forever be...

Your Scapegoat!!!

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