TJ White Writes

WARRIOR A locution is not the weapon you portray it to be, It is but a word, a collection of letters, a song of syllables, And yet you wave these designations around like a well-honed sword. You puff out your chest and thrust your chin to the sky, A mighty warrior armed with words in place of weapons, You take your place upon the battlefield prepared to scathe your enemy. But there is no one there, no antagonist to play out this game, Your opponent is, but a poem, a release of feeling, another's opinion, Yet you lash out, thrashing at the invisible, spewing hatred at an author unbeknownst to you. When your supposed archenemy takes the higher ground, providing no rebuttal, You repeat your tyranny, repeating the same words to the same tune over and over and over again, You lash out, but there is no enemy to prevail, your weapons futile in the ether,  you remain adrift. There is no clash, no duel, no contest, left to be fought or won, Your enemy has risen from th...

ABSOLUTION You are a drunk, A slave to alcohol, A gluton of booze, A beer guzzling, ethanol disposing unit, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a donor, A sperm provider, A giver of cum, A woman fucking, ejaculating dick, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a traitor, A yellow neck coward, A red face tyrant, A child abandoning, abusive bastard, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a loser, A sorry excuse of a man, A disgrace to your name, A waste of skin, taker of space, depriver of oxygen, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a vile equivocator, A creator of untruths, A master manipulator, A narcissistic fibber, a false witness,  putrid perjurer, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a child abuser, A hate filled monster, A violator of souls, A gangrenous disease, culprit in our veins,  havoc inducer, and nothing more. But, I forgive you. You are a despicable story, A distant memory, A past ...