The mistake inside the lines…

Or perhaps more the blunder of birth, the errors between the margins

That are crossed out, erased and deleted with anticipated glee.

Like a master Historian paid by the winner to paint the pretender to the crown

As the Devil incarnate and the cause of all Humanity’s woes.

Any good they may have done assigned to someone else,

The credit of a lifetimes work expunged and made worthless.

The error between the margins, the deviation of the norm

Of the designated mechanical drive that makes the worker Bee