They hammer me in the most notable of disguises:
Cheer
Childishness
Joy
Patience
These cover the reality of their,
ignorance,
angst,
arrogance,
defiance,
obstruction,
I have traveled as an unwilling wayfarer before.
Not again.
My face is bruised from their stuffing it.
My heart is sore from their false self-righteousness.
My social truth is sore from their ill-mannered trampling.
Like worms they eat away the foundations of civility.
Like cancer in their ignorance of goodness they give the villain the go ahead.
They have brought me gifts:
Pain,
Shame,
Dread,
Weariness,
Doubt,
Insecurity,
Denial,
Worthlessness,
From them I must flee.
Where do I go?
How do I go?
When do I go?
They are stealing my last days as if they amounted to nothing!
I have but few compared to them in normalcy.
They are stealing those, one by one.
They use these tools:
Control,
Arrogance,
Distraction,
Falsehoods,
Empty Promises,
Slang,
A faith cut and sewn to fit their needs.
A way that seems right to them but in the end is death.
Pride and False Joy win again and remains blind to their trophies!
God help us All!
