Retribution

We spit on him.

It was cruel.

It was wrong.

We knew it and
didn't care.

He was caught
in our path
of hate
and drunkenness.

We also kicked in
and dented his truck.

What did he do to deserve this?

Nothing.

What did he do in retaliation?

Nothing.

He could have,
should have,
ran us over.

He just drove away.

He's one of my
life long friends.

Still is.

I can't believe
he forgave us.

We most certainly
didn't deserve
any
of his mercy.

I'll forever be in debt to him.

He can return
the hatred
anytime he wants to.

I'll even let him
spit in my mouth
after he's chewed tobacco.

He deserves that much.

So do I.