In The
Curve
Anger
that quietly seethes is the most deadly of the breed
Regardless
of reason it sees only treason
Betrayal
of innocence by evil or arrogance
There’s
no forgiveness when the guilty transgress
The
guilty perceive the innocent in the light of day
Naiveté
from innocence offends the descendants of Cain
Suspicion
isn’t part of innocent volition
The evil
of the determined guilty, is their cowardice
For they
prey upon those without power, but that’s their blindness
They
forget about strength because their’s is fractured into weakness
And time,
is sublime for vengeance
For subtlety
and cleverness is the resilient victim’s Longinus
Beware of
that strength, especially if those trod upon enter open revolt
They’ll
be bloody minded with destruction and maybe a Colt
Injustice
is the drug of the guilty inferiority complex
And the
guilty have no self-esteem but an egotistic ax
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