I dislike well-fed assurance,
The brakes failing is preferable!
The omission of the word "honor" irritates me.
And thus in the name of honor, there is gossip.
When I notice wings with damage,
I don't feel sorry for myself, and for good cause.
I dislike impotence and violence.
Just think about the crucifixion of Christ.
I dislike how I look when I'm afraid,
When the defenseless are assaulted,
I dislike it when people delve into my soul.
particularly if they spit in it.