The Loser Called Lame
Lame and Blame were very good friends
Each helping the other achieve their own ends
Blame was the aggressor and on the attack
While Lame was the passive one, very laid back
Together the two made a dynamic pair
Supporting each other in every affair
When blame had a problem in standing his ground
He’d fall back to lame where security found
When lame was not winning the sympathy war
He’d call his friend blame to help even the score
The two of them won while at each other’s side
Till one day blame suddenly fell down and died
This left lame the victim alone without blame
And missing his friend now felt nothing but shame
How could he continue to win day by day
Without blame the accuser still leading the way
Too passive to stand and much too proud to beg
Was left limping through life like a man with one leg
No longer a champion distinguished by name
Just a has been, a victim, the loser called lame
