"In all the time I have known you I have only known what kind of man you pretend to be, not the kind of man you are. I have seen you scorn those that suffer. I have heard you address foul words towards those that have fallen. I have seen, with my own eyes, you kick a hungry man. I have seen you spit at a lost woman. I have watched you talk ill of a stuttering child. Yes, I have seen many times the poverty of your actions.
Yet, I have also seen more than once your small hesitations before chasing the devil. In those brief moments what do you see? Could it be your own fleeting reflection in those you ill treat or possibly those fading visions of your Mama or Pop laying the fragrant quilt to your chin?" From "Jedidiah Brand's Travels Among the Republicans" by Franklin Cincinnatus
Kevin is (writing about yourself in the third person (illeism) is a trip) an artist/writer/carpenter and frustrated songwriter living in Johnson City, Texas. His latest frustrating songwriting attempt is titled, "I Touched the Hand That Touched (more...)