But she said.
But he did.
But they knew.
But we ignored.

But she should.
But he could.
But they must.
But we can’t.

But she was.
But he is.
But they will be.
But we’re not.

But she…
But he…
But they…
But we…

But, but, but, but…

So many buts.
So many excuses.
So little answers.
Such great drama.

Entertaining, yes,
But among so many voices,
Not a single “I will”,
Not a single “That’s enough!”

Just deafening silence.
And the sad remains
Of the path to freedom turned
Into the butt of a bad joke.