What makes a person
so certain of his/her superiority
so assured of his/her own “right” position
so confident that s/he is the sole possessor of truth
that nothing – no thing – is unworthy of a fight to the death
no individual – no person – is worth more than that fight
no relationship – none at all – is more valuable than being right?
Where does that kind of anger come from?
Who has hurt that person so much that
Even the slightest of slights is sinister in motive
Vengeful in origin
And purposely designed to malign?
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hat makes a person
so incapable of grace
so bereft of mercy
so resistant to reconcile
that no difference of opinion can be overlooked
that no slight can be forgiven
no apology can be wholly accepted?
Where does that kind of pride come from?
How can one nurse such contempt for others
That there is never a benefit of the doubt
Never an option for redemption
Never an avenue for restoration?
What makes a person this way?
I wish I knew.
Spotts in the Valley of the Sun 