Oh, yes. I have heard your
voice.
You
shout and
cry about the
menace of the
liberals and the
liberal media.
You are so fond of your
superior morals.
You are so
fond of your
racist tendencies.
You are so fond of your
doublespeak and your
convenient half-truths.
Oh, yes. I have heard your
voice.
You have become used to a
status quo that lets you hang
black men from
trees and kill
women in the
streets. You have become accustomed to
whining about
discrimination while living in a world of
privilege and
riches. You have become accustomed to singing
praises to a
god of love while
worshipping at the feet of
Baal and
Mammon. You have thought that you have a
monopoly on
murder. You have heard that we are
forgiving and
weak. You believed that we were
content with your
whispering voice of
evil and secret
wickedness.
You have been
misled.
Even now, I
follow you. Even now, I
thirst for your
blood. Even now,
your days are numbered. For there are
demons among you who care not for the
scoldings of
cowardly men. There are
wolves who will
seize you and
feast. There are hidden
beasts who are not cowed by
public relations or
political discourse, who have no
fear of
arrogant posturing or
moral cluckings.
Do you think your
time is
permanent? Do you believe
no one can
harm you?
My
shadow is at your back.
My
breath is on your
neck.
My
fangs are at your
throat.
Your time is ended.
My time is just begun.