Attackers Who Think They are Victims

Terrorized by lies
fed to them  
 
by social  
wizards
 
making deals
God wouldn’t  
 
Thieves stealing  
God’s magic
 
weave a cloud
of confusion  
above them  
 
And the spell
is completed
 
by the love
of the lie
 
The lie is  
only loved
 
because it
gives the  
attacker
 
...a face
in contrast  
 
to the white-room
torture they lived
 
Where even  
the music
 
is stripped  
of it’s life
 
If they could see
the truth instead
 
I know
 
they would love it
so much more

You see
they are victims
with misplaced
aggression