What speaks only through crookedness
From one place to another, upright less each time
Frankly does not want to hear
The truth, the heart before what is or was.
It starts with false foundation,
Not pulled into pieces, believing itself
In the right. In a country of certain occasion
Where nothing is held to the light
And that which is wrong acts unfairly
Careless of facts or revision.
Because what is crooked is bent on not straight-
Talking. Unable to listen and wanting
That which can only be taken, owned
On a righteous cross. A place of no known peace
Just decision. Faithfully leading crusades.
Liza
October 25, 2011 at 7:34 amLiza said:
Commenting to test the style of the comments and elements and the various elements Let’s write some code:
some $(function() { var whatever = $('whatever[somename="this"]'); }, ) and so onNow how about a blockquote:Maybe a list of things: