[ WP ] Each village has a designated `` scapegoat '' that everyone takes their issues out on . Write about the life of this person .

We called her Dirt 
 because no one can love dirt. 
 We did n't call her Earth, 
 because no one can hate Earth, 
 no one but Dirt, 
 because she was n't Earth. 
 You can disregard Dirt, 
 unload your sorrow, your strife 
 your thirsty, thirsty life 
 onto Dirt, and still be mad 
 at your doorstep if you must 
 bang your shoes to be rid of Dirt. 
 You live on Earth, though, 
 you all live on Earth and respect 
 that what is done to Earth 
 is done to all. Dirt? Fuck Dirt. 
 Her hair was dirty, so long 
 a thin-haired woman cut it weakly 
 weekly. Dirt's face so muddy 
 when it's spat upon. Earth 
 is our mother, the mother of us all, 
 while Dirt, Dirt had no mother, 
 Dirt was from another people 
 which is why you knew she was Dirt 
 and not Earth once she was alone 
 as a dirty, crying baby with a dead, 
 dead mother still by her side. 
 This is our Dirt. Elsewhere, other Dirts 
 pave the pathways of villages 
 to keep the soles of the good folk 
 from the ugliness of daily mud.
