Excuses, A Scapegoat Poem by John Sensele

Lame excuses if we be a product of circumstances
We control in our lives most instances
Deciding to act or not to act
Our decisions born and bred intact.

Circumstances don't drop from the sky
We influence the path circumstances fly
In infancy, adolescence and in adulthood
Blaming circumstances is a falsehood.

As homo sapiens we're endowed with the power of thought
Rendering us more decisive beyond mores and manners we're taught
Should we grow spineless: our responsibility
Should become tyrannic: our proclivity.

Taking responsibility for our actions denotes maturity
Ascribing consequences to excuses betrays our obscurity
Most manifest when faced with stark choices
Although we often lend excuses our loudest voices.