I know

I know just how to hurt you.When your will is most vulnerable, 

And deceit rings true. 

As your breaths come shorter,

And hearts beat harder.

While your morals are under attack.

Sharply I dig the knives of guilt into your back.

Yes, as every eye turns to the future, 

yours, remain on the past.

Arguments brew from frustrations angry vats, 

as envy and enmity hatch.

I know just how to hurt you.

Temptation rises between classes, 

old angers Gladly with the fallen I refuel.

Minor affronts blossom into bloody clashes.

Hurting hues, color degraded vision, 

turning from peace to a warring mission.

Dismantling histories lessons,

Amid denigrating, debasing discourse in protest sessions.

Cold, unforgiving eyes peer from behind masks,

Gleefully calling out hates latest tasks.

Recall my name, You’ll soon see my endgame.

I know just how to hurt you.

Evil….

W.A.Manning©

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