i will show you fear in a handful of dust.
i will drizzle it through my fingers in the dry desert air and watch it fall into my footprints.
i will show you death in a cupful of sea-foam.
i will watch it bubble and fizz and slowly evaporate in the salt-sea wind.
i will show you hatred in a bottle of raindrops.
i will boil it and spit it and spray it, painting the walls with scorch marks and heated steam.
i will show you envy in a bowl full of soil.
i will throw it into your face, and watch you wipe it out of your green eyes.
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