It stings to the deepest part of my soul. My tears fall in utter loss but to you I speak:wretched lie, no matter your size or origin, you steal and take and distort and break and crush and imprint and I hate you more than I can articulate.
You will not gain for long…this world will unfold one day and the
HOLY truth shall silent your voice forever….
here I stand…salt drips…hoping in forever