Don’t Kill the Messenger

I’m only passing on the news.
Thoughts expressed are not my views so
Any anger that ensues
Should not apply to me.
And though your ire may be just,
It was not I betrayed your trust, so
Take a moment to adjust
The wrath of your decree.

The winds of fate,
The sea of change,
The confluence of circumstances uncontrolled
Are met to dance in
Fits of fruitless fantasy.
Swift purveyor, full of youth,
Bold and brash with eyes of ruthless irony,
Speaks only truth with
Ironclad guarantee.

And though we may not want to hear
The missive that is waiting there,
We need not hide our hearts in fear
Or dare to kill the messenger.

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