Where The Innocent Went

These ARE hard times
I excuse baleful eyes – there
isn’t danger meant, merely questions
unexpressed; I read them fluently, it
suggests I am no less a victim
in their way of thinking
So you’re the guy who –
I dunno, sort of broke the bank,
couldn’t live up to expectations; I know
you didn’t run off with the money
or you wouldn’t be here,
just who are you really?
I dunno, I presume I’m just a small
conscience left after the robbery
we all saw the heist on Prime
Time didn’t we? After this
though there’s no guessing –
we have to find out where
the innocent went
© 22 May 2010, I. D. Carswell