methinks

Theives

In the cloaked hours of early morning a they've smashed the rear window of my car and ripped the CD player from the dash.

Sitting in the driver's seat, noticing the gaping hole in the dash, turning my head towards the shiny squares of safety glass on the rear seat, I thought, "Today I have found my enemy."

Thieves and liars and wastrels - the fat leeches of society - you are my enemy. I cannot rid the pond of you, for you spawn with us all. But I will see you writhe in the mud while I swim towards deeper, sweeter waters.