Developmental Hellion

On the edge of the last street out of town stands a child prone to crying
out in little fits of anguish and despair.
His mother, or father, brothers, sisters, aunts or uncles, not even distrusted
cousins cannot be notified that the child is turning in circles and pulling
the hair out of his head.   When you go to console the child you cannot
fully understand his pains because he is not from your block
he is far off on the other side of the spectrum of your distrust
and because of this he cannot awaken inside to your stranger gaze
because he does not trust the person you are.   The morality
and well wishing you want to spout off and despite all the assurances
of your insurance in goodness he will still scream for his parents
even if they have in their hearts the moral bankruptcy associated
with wolves in sheeps clothing.   It is in this moment
that we take offense we storm off and brandish our defenses
like swords and instead of our protections
they are now weapons that penetrate the blood lines of people
who do not understand.  Deceptive we are to our own selves
that we hold onto these whining attritions even tighter, even as our family
and our friends tell us we are irrational.  To be right is better than to be wrong,
especially if you are wrong.  Still, the child screams, and you have now
reassured him that you are the wolf, blatant and scary as he knew
you would be.  Welcome to your moral bankruptcy because you didn't
care to understand.   That is the ultimate defeat of your personality
because you let the distraught be the cause of your pains even though
they did nothing to hurt you but to diminish your feelings of self-glory
by giving momentary comfort.   On this street on the way out of town
the child stands, anguished because he does not know what it is that bothers
him, and because he is innocent to his own answer to his discourse
because his development is little, we provide the fears to him that
he is wrong, and we introduce ourselves as the spawns of satan,
and we have already started to corrupt his youth, and in turn
corrupt his spirit.