Show me what you are
Show me your friends, and I’ll show you the worlds you’ve traveled. The languages you’ve spoken. The echoes of wars long lost or won to their detriment. Show me their smiles, and I’ll show you the shadow of the moon. The streams of tears met with their lover’s touch. Show me their rage, and I’ll show you their divinity, or lack thereof. It is in times of dispute that one sees ugly truths. The truths that demand your gaze. Show me your friends, and I’ll show you your humanity. Where all cease to become one, and hellish tendencies take the lead. Show me your violence, and I’ll hold what’s broken.