Who’s to Blame?
Things did not go as planned.
Do we blame the personal assistant
Who arranged the business dinner at 1804 C Street?
Or the Uber driver
Who assumed it was C Street NW not NE?
Or the executive who didn’t specify
If he wanted Indian food or French cuisine?
Or the lawyer who insisted
He knew where and when and what they should eat?
Or the delivery man who double-parked his van that blocked C Street
And backed up traffic for half an hour?
Or the nanny
Who couldn’t pick up the children from school?
Or the principal
Who issued a detention to one of the children for name-calling?
Or the weatherman
Who forecast 5” of snow and it happened?
Or the minister
Who had encouraged families to slow down?
Blame is a game that nobody-wins.
Cindy Herndon
I like this idea… It is true that blame is a game that no one ever truly wins.
Whoever invented the blame game we’ll never know. No one wants the credit. Very good poem.
Wonderful poem!! I love the progression of possible people and circumstances that could be blamed…the progression or rather descending order of people in terms of times is very well done.