I've Forgotten Your Name- by: unknown forgotten

Find me dancing in the street
Ripped free of any cloth but upon the loins
Smeared red with sacrificial blood
Attempting to compensate for your demise
The blood is of your offenders for when your back was twisted
And for the writing you refused to read upon the wall
And for the arrow's whizzing by your skull you chose to ignore
The police are here,
But I have not yet successfully atoned for your sins
I suppose I knew this to be,
I was just trying my hardest while you appeared to do nothing