That bad taste in your mouth

That makes your toungue recoil.

Harsh words lash out at you in

Sudden snaps.

Snapped from some as cruel and unusual as punishment itself

They appear as sweet as anything else you've ever seen.

Exept they are the bad fruit 

The one that no one buys.

They have more mood swings than mother nature on a bad day.

Not and ounce of sugar in them.

Not even a bit of spice.

But definitely nothing nice.

You wonder what you did.

What you did to deserve that.

But when you know, 

You let it roll of your back.

They have the problem.

Not you.

These are the bitter.

Human dignity + compassion = Peace.