Thursday, March 25, 2010

A Message to Back-Stabbers


Dear Coward,

Your actions are devious and you sadly don't know it. You prey on innocence and naivete. You admire with yellow eyes when I am strong and sharpen your knife when I am weak. You bask in my light when I shine and do not hesitate to take a stab at my back as I look the other way. You lie, plot and scheme when I have left the room. When I return you present a false facade to manipulate.

You play by the rules in a world of slanted mirrors and smoke screens where the truth is there, but distorted to suit your reflection. You present that reflection to 'those that matter' in order to achieve your dirty goals. You believe that concealing the whole truth is not the same as lying. I look forward to the day when you learn how wrong you are - the hard way.

What you do not know is that Time is right behind you, watching your every move.

There is a light that shines through actions, words and thoughts. It is the dividing line between my noble heart and your reptilian blood. It is that sparkle in my eye you cannot look straight at for long. You look away because you can see the fire inside that will one day swallow you whole. You quiver at that split second thought. True, you may bask in your oasis and think you're on top of the world. Rest assured I will never harm you. In fact I'll even let you do as you please. Just remember that one day the clouds in your sky will relentlessly part and reveal that everything you lied for and stole was just a silly mirage. At that moment your heart will start to shake. Your temples will drip with sweat. You'll look for help but realize there is no one by your side. You'll fall on your knees with tears of self pity.

May you have mercy on your own soul because when you need me I will not forgive you. Why not? Because I have been forgiving you since the beginning. You thought of it as 'getting off the hook' if ever I seemed indifferent to a situation you tried to weasel your way out of - in the hope that I would out find out. Nope. That's another benefit of another doubt I generously yet silently handed you - and was ultimately left disappointed. So no forgiveness. I am not as great as God. You can speak to Him about that. That is, if you remember how to.

So keep doing what you do, dear Coward. I am at peace with my soul. My light will always shine whereas yours will eventually crumble - never to be whole.

Sincerely,

J.F

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