Mea Culpa

MEA CULPA If it is dirty, yours truly. A child is crying, what did I do? A cloud blocks the sun, must be my attitude. A word said unkindly. They must have learned from me. For I am as unrespectful as only I can be. A bit sad maybe? Of course, that is my fault too. I should know I have that effect on you. Got some bad news? Somehow, I will be in the mix. If only I had, or had not, that is the trick. Trouble with the tummy. I have caused it, without a doubt. And the depression, the anxiety, and gout. The toast has burned. O my, do I not pay attention? If only I would stop watching television. Got ripped off by the plumber. Where was I when I was needed? I should’ve been there to avoid being pillaged. Roaches in the house. All that spraying has been worthless. What a good for nothing, just call the experts. The bathroom floor. What’s that around the toilet bowl? It must be pee, I must like a sticky shoe sole. A dirty car. I must have given a ride to a pig. Or I am the pig. Causing extra work and fatigue. Lacking that attention. Don’t even think we are equal. I have been known to ignore important people. Ignored by friends. Something I did, maybe said. I talk too much and friends just get upset. A car horn honks. They run a stop sign across my path. I need to watch out, slow down and let them cross. All in a nutshell, if it is wrong, I’m there to take the blame. That is my talent, my superpower and my shame.