Are you happy spreading misery,

distrust what you embrace


More joyful when the skies are dark,

than bright on sunny days


Is truth a tool you wield and fling,

a weapon in your hand


Love what looms and threatens most,

to never understand


Are feelings there for you to trash,

with others left to cry


A promise made but left unkept,

much worse than any lie


When all is said, and all is done,

and everyone looks back


Will you be known for what you were

—that knife in someone’s back


(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

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