I sat beside a survivor this morning. The waves came, “lazy . . . half-assed . . . unacceptable . . . disorganized . . . off-task . . . stop cracking your knuckles . . . start doing your homework . . . listen to the teacher . . . don’t listen to that video. . . stay away from him . . . pay attention to her . . . “ On and on, but he stood. He didn’t run, he didn’t fight; he was slow.
Slow to anger
Slow to defend
Slow with excuses
Slow to criticize
Slow to complain
He was slow.
Maybe, we should all be slow.
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