Libelous lips and strychnine smiles

It amazes me, you know. How conceited humans can be. I guess we can never really fathom how much evil our race is capable of.

You call yourself "friend" to our faces but lash obscenities about us when our backs are turned.

You provoke us yet hide behind the safety of anonymity.

You speak of your rights so much and how we have violated them yet you deprive others of theirs.

You pride yourself in being a rebel for a cause yet fight for nothing but your own gain.

You aim to lead but resist to follow.

You accuse us of being liars while spewing baseless allegations.

You encourage people to join your revolt but reject and ridicule them every day.

You besmirch our family yet you refuse to leave.

You keep your friends close but endanger their welfare and being.

You claim to know the truth but you delude yourself from it.

You beg people to trust you but discourage them from believing in others, even in themselves.

You want us to value your ideals but you are far from being supportive of ours.

You ask for so much but are grateful for so little.

Had you known how to truly love, you would not speak of rights. Had you loved others more than you do yourself, you need not worry about rights for you have already showered them with everything that a soul would need in this world and in the next.

Had you learned how to hold your hands open to receive, you need not grasp too tightly the fragile fortress that you've built around you that is your reputation. It is not as impenetrable as you would like to believe.

I think you're forgetting that I belong to the same race. That we are capable of the same evil. You failed at keeping your enemies close. You have brought about your friends' downfall and your own destruction. From being the man in the crowd who cast the first stone, you are now the cowering figure about to be spit on, thrown at and kicked and driven face-first into the mud.

You have brought forth the demons you have willed into being.

Behold your greatest enemy. YOURSELF.