If you seek violence

The gun will seek you

If you seek strife

The knife will seek you

Things sought after

Are found

When I am wrong

I am wrong in spades

Mistrust and malevolence

Cascade

Like bullets

But my wrongness

Is slow and worded

Defeated by reason

And forceful thought

And I recover

With an absence of blood

The black heart

Does not need expedient means

It needs time and reason

Gene G. McLaughlin 2013