Sadness,
utter sadness gliding into discomfort, just like needles shot against my heart
A tempting
voice is creeping in on me: “Hello, I’m Justice and I say: hate thy enemies,
they hate you too”
I tell
myself: “That’s only fair, my enemy he hates me, he hates my brother, and he
hates my sister”
Oh wait; another voice: “I am Righteousness, love thy enemy.
With a
lukewarm voice, I tell Justice: “I refuse, I refuse to let your hate be mine”
Written by
M"D"K
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