This is to YOU, supporter of ttaf.
No punches pulled, straight to the heart…faithful are the wounds of a friend, and deceitful are the kisses of the enemy.
You stand condemned in what you approve from your own mouth.
I don’t know what I feel stronger, pity for you or grief.
Alas…
Read it if you dare.
“the punching of one’s own face, one’s own eyes
the throwing of sawdust at everyone
the bashing of beams against dull skull bone
the grunting, squee of rooting pigs alone
the missing of the point that TRUTH is making
the wallowing in anything that soothes
retreat into the silly absurd argue
and justice once again goes barefoot begging…”
Charissa's Grace Notes 