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You Can’t Spit At A Tornado
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You Can’t Spit At A Tornado |
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arbpoet Junior Member
since 2006-11-22
Posts 38 |
You can’t spit at a tornado. The spit will fling back to hit you in the face. The stealer gets the knuckles rapped. Only later to be released. To be caught again with fingers in someone’s money jar. The stealer may someday be bashed by someone defending the castle. You can’t spit at a tornado. The spit will fling back to hit you in the face. The one that deals poison on the streets. Will later be released to deal out the same poison. That one may someday meet their end by a smoking barrel. You can’t spit at a tornado. The spit will fling back to hit you in the face. The abuser deals out violence. Controlling with fear. A repetitive cycle that will never stop. Someday the abuser may wind up in a hole, alone. No one will wish to reach out a hand. If you want your face to remain dry. Stop spitting at a tornado. If a tornado comes by, flee from the desire to antagonize it. |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
powerful work, arbpoet well done! |
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