Mixed Misunderstandings

In the crowd
That circles round
Stands the one
That they all hound.

Bloodstained hands
Tearstained face
Tatty Clothes
Bound with lace.

The crowd around
Hisses and towers
The middle one
Shudders and cowers.

They blame that one
For the murder of their friend
They blame that one
Until the end.

But they do not
Understand
That the blood
That is on the hand

Of this one
Is her own, and it is said
That the one that killed their friend
Is the same friend that is dead.