You reward
The worst of us
The ones who harass
Because they can

You

Find the ways
To torture those who
Should mean nothing to

You

Find ways to turn away
Those who would follow

You

To the ends
Of the known edges
Of our beautiful world

You

Are like the mother of a bully
Who does not see the
Error in the ways
Of her errant children

You

Allow, You enable,
You enhance, You don't forgive
But we won't forget.

You said, "You hate Me."
We don't hate You


No, we think worse of

You


You're.

Not.

Worthy.




~~~~~
ZVL


Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 920 AF.