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Chapter 5 Kross

A small boy awakens on straw staring up at the sky. Grinning at the blue sky; he mocks the clouds above. The condition of the boy wearing nothing but a pair of tattered shorts becomes clear. His skin only shows a color do to the suit that has settled on him from head to toe. His ribs, and back stick out of his skin like ripples in sheets. Though his smile doesn’t fade as he knows how lucky they are to see the day. His spirit surpasses his physical appearance. As he walks without shoes through a shortened torn patch he remains joyous. His feet pass through unable to penetrate scar tissue from previous travels through harsher environments.

In the distance a woman’s voice rings out, calling a name repetitively in a slightly annoyed tone. The child no older than seven sits up and looks off towards a small hut made out of branches. A women with long flowing brunette hair wearing a dirty faded blue dress stands waving at him to come towards her. Her age is clearly in her thirties and the years were hard. Her face is has the markings of a thief and whore indicated by letters branded into her cheeks. A P for prostitute and a T for thief. Her wrists shine with scars from former shackles. Letting out a sigh he stands and begins to meander his way over to her.

Boy,” yes mother? ”

Mother,” Glenn I need to run to the river to gather up some water so we can wash up before your brother arrives and I need you to wait here him.”

Glenn,” Alright…I guess..do I really need to wash up though its a waste of water.”

Mother,” Yes, you do you haven’t washed in a while…and it will be dark here soon.”

Glenn,” I know but…”

Mother,” No but…just get your brother a bed made up so he can rest, a trip to town takes a lot out of him.”

His mother gathers up a two buckets which may be the only thing they own that is not in rough shape. With a sigh she uses some vines to tie the buckets to each end of a long pole like stick. She lefts up the stick and places on her shoulders wrapping her arms around each end to hold it firmly in place. She begins to walk off down a faded trail towards a small river that ran about two miles away on the edge of a dead forest.

Glenn sighs watching his mother fade off into the distance, picking up a stick he begins to practice his letters in a small patch of dirt. A few hours pass and darkness begins to fall. Slightly worried, for his mother should have returned before dusk. He works on attempting to start a fire. Heading inside he sits down next to a small pile of sticks and straw. Placing the straw in the center of a small fire pit inside the home of sticks and vines. He begins to hum a tune his mother hummed to him to calm him when he was little to numb the worried feeling that was slowly growing. Picking up a stone of flint and a small dulled knife which he slides harshly against to stone to create a spark. After several minutes he manages to catch the straw on fire with a small ember. Blowing on the spark it begins to glow. Smiling having started his first fire on his own he wondered what his mother will say when she gets back.

The glow of the fire shines out of the cracks of the hut. With the light he sets up his brother a place to sleep next to his and his mothers. His brother had been gone for a few days. the small village was about a days trek away, though he often wondered why they lived so far away from town he never did ask assuming that his mother knew best. The brother was only 13 and his mom promised once Glenn turned ten he could go with him to town. He looked forward to the experience of seeing other children and hoping maybe he could play with them as his brother took care of business. His thoughts were interrupted by a smell that he had never smelled before.

It was foul and alarming, turning he looked out the entrance of the hut to see a stocky thing with green skin and pointy ears looking in on him. Its mouth had rows of semi sharp teeth as its lips had red blood dripping down from it. Though it very large by any means but was bigger than the boy. It stood on two leather armor covered its body though the condition was very poor, in its hand was a long jagged dagger which had a rough and long life as well. Took him but a second to realize that he was staring at a goblin. Sliding back his hand landing on the dull knife he used to start the fire he grasped it.

Goblin, “whats…this…?” the goblin’s skills at the common language was limited at best. Grinning it entered the hut. The boy held up the knife and the goblin let out a cackling laugh.

Goblin, ” cute….soft…bony….not much meat….” The goblin look at the boy closely slightly disappointed upon his find.” NOt hungry now….eat tomorrow…”

The goblin put away his dagger without taking his eyes off the boy. Taking a step towards Glenn who let out a scream. It was at the moment the Goblin felt something alarming in his chest as he looked down at a small piece of metal sticking out of his leather armor. Confused, by it he reached to touch it cutting his finger on it. At this point he realized the pain he was in and it he could no longer breathe. Turning his head as best he could get Saw a larger boy holding a short sword that had been embedded into the back of the of the beast. Gagging the goblin fell to its knees and the boy let go of the sword. The goblin then fell over onto its side and life faded from its eyes.

Boy,”Glenn are you okay? Wheres mom?

Glenn remained still, his grip on the knife was strong as it remained pointed outward toward the goblin’s mortal coil. Unable to speak nor blink: his brother clapped his hands to get Glenn’s attention. Glenn turned and looked at his brother a moment before tears came across his face. He stood and rushed over to his brother dropping the knife as his arms raised to grab a hold of his brother who welcomed him with open arms. Scared Glenn dug his face into his kin’s chest. It was at this point he began to blurt out. ” Kross.” sobbing “Kross..mom went to the river and hasn’t come back…”

Kross,” shhh…its alright now but we need to go…” Kross knew that if one goblin was around more were sure to be in the area pushing Glenn aside he quickly put out the fire as the sounds of a horn blew off in the distance, searching the goblin he removing the sword from the back of the goblin with a steady jerk, he began to remove the armor and collected the goblin’s weapon. Placing the leather armor covered in black blood around Glenn and suiting him up it was a little big for Glenn, but now was not the time to be concerned with such things. Kross wrapped the belt for the sheath of the dagger around his younger brothers waist placing the dagger in it’s home. Taking his brothers hand he pulled him out of the hut.

Kross himself was about a foot taller than his brother and a bit more stocky having been keeping himself composed he wore a slightly worn shirt and pants as well as shoes that shown some wear and tear but still had some life to them. Dragging his brother out into the night, they heard an approaching group coming up the trail leading to the river. Kross shook his head knowing they could not make it town without being spotted. Kross ordered Glenn to dive into the small hay pile that he had been resting on earlier that day.

Glenn took a moment to follow his brothers orders as the fear of being killed grew greater as the sound of the small hoard grew louder. He wondered why his brother wasn’t coming too the pile of hay was big enough to cover them both.

Darth ran back behind the house where he had dropped his spoils from the village earlier having seen the goblin enter the hut. The bag was rather large considering the size of the young man who had carried it all this way. Hurry as fast as he could he joined his brother in the hay, covering the bag as best he could without leaving him or his brother exposed. The goblin mass passed by the straw as a few broke off to investigate the hut finding their dead ally they let out a horrid scream causing the night to fill with the sound of horror. The goblins tore down the hut letting out a war cry they stormed off towards the town assuming someone was already heading their to warn them.

Glenn and Darth remained hidden till dawn. Once the sun rose Darth poked his head out telling his brother to remain hidden. Darth headed off towards the river at a running pace. Upon arriving he began to look around for signs of his mother carefully searching the sides of the rivers and the tracks that lay in the wet earth. Seeing signs of his mother tracks among the claw marks of the goblins; he began to realize the truth of what had happened. Searching for a while he saw some drag marks in the softened soil. Tears began to form around his eyes as he followed it seeing bits of a faded blue dress stained with blood along its grooves. He found his mothers remains tied to a tree. The goblins had cut the flesh from her bones till there was barely anything left. Falling to his knees he began to weep.

After a few moments of morning he stood knowing his brother was alone and scared. He untied his mother from the tree and placed her body in the river watching the water carry it away. He again begun to cry knowing he could never tell his brother what he had found. That there would be no grave to come back to, that she was gone forever. After he regained his composure he began to head back to his brother at a quickened pace.

Upon returning he sees his brother sitting on top of the hay stack with a smile on his face. Confused Kross approached him.

Kross,” Glad to see you smiling again Glenn. ”

Glenn very excited responded, ” Kross, Kross, you wont believe it but I saw a wizard.”

Kross,” Glenn what are you talking about no one is here. ” Looking around he saw no signs or marks of a traveler nor wizard that his brother was claiming. ” Where did he go? What did he look like?”

Glenn,” Kross when you left he appeared next to our hut.” Glenn pointed to the hut that had been repaired. A smile on his face.” You see the wizard waved his hand and the hut was back again. The wizard was dressed in all grey and he had creepy black eyes, but he was really nice. Told me a secret he did and gave me this.” Glenn holds up a black coin with a raven on it.” He said if I ever have a wish all I need to do is flip this coin and he will come back to grant it.”

Kross,” give me that.” Kross demanded and Glenn closed it up in his hands screaming.

Glenn,” NO, I CAN’T, he said if anyone ever touched it other than me it wouldn’t work. ”

Kross,” now your just making stuff up let me see it. ”

Glenn,” NO, I wont. IF I do it wont work don’t you get it? The wizard was very stern about that.”

Kross,” fine then be that way, I don’t want to look at the stupid coin anyway. I brought back better stuff than that from town.” Kross digs out the bag from the hay and pulls out some apples tossing his brother one who fails to catch it as he holds onto the coin tightly. Kross sighs and picks up the apple, dusting it off hands it to Glenn who takes it with his empty hand and ravenously eats it. Kross also pulls out some salted pork and some shoes for his brother as well as a brand new shirt. In the bottom of the bag he sees the coffee his mother requested, with a sigh a tear runs down his face as he lifts it out of the bag.

Glenn,” thank you for the cloths and shoesKross you are the best brother a boy could have you know that. Whats that stuff?

Kross,” Coffee for mother..” he says as sadness creeps into his tone.

Glenn,” for who?”

Kross,” Mother you dult”

Glenn,” who? ”

Kross,” stop it thats not funny”

Confused Glenn looks at Kross. Glenn,” I am not being funny Kross, who are you talking about?”

Kross now getting angry,” What are YOU talking about? Mom our mother, the lady that takes care of us. ”

Glenn,” what lady its always been just you and me,” Glenn slips on the shoes which have some room to grow as he tosses the shirt on over the leather armor. still holding onto the coin.

Kross,” NO it hasn’t you jerk. Mom….Mother…” Kross looks over at Glenn who has a confused smile on his face as he seems to have honestly no clue what Darth is talking about. “Eat up, we are going to move somewhere nicer.” Kross says with a forced smile fighting back the tears, not sure whats going on with his brother but he decides it might be for the best. Means Glenn wouldn’t be burden by the loss of their mom as he is.

Years pass as they travel from town to town stealing and conning what they needed to survive, as Glenn held onto the coin. Once Glenn reached 16 he fell in love with a women and soon they had a family. Glenn got a job as a farm hand and stopped his life of crime. Kross decided it was time for him to move on that Glenn had a real future before him and it wouldn’t be fair for him to continue to hold him back. As Kross’ crime kept him on the move, to avoid being captured. One day Kross left his brother a note leaving in the dead of night wishing Glenn the best of luck; telling him he would be back from time to time with gifts for him and his family. It was at this time Kross took up drinking coffee and began to explore the world on his own.

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Chapter 2 : The Other Players

Chapter 2 : The Other Players

Argos son of Ares, stands ready
The battle covered in blood
As he swings his sword
Breaking through skulls without a thud

He is a demigod built for battle
Fighting for what he feels is noble
Not realizing fate will summon him
And that his power is no greater than a tumble

Smashing through the front lines of the orcs
His hands hold his two handed blade
Spinning he cuts enemies clean in half
His aim never strayed

Enemies laid in halves over the battlefield
As their allies now step back
He grins as they slide away
Trying to avoid his next attack

He arrived not to win the war
But to challenge himself for honor
His memories fractured by events of the past
He sees himself only as a goner.

Wondering who his father was
If his father would be proud
Though he only had a few friends
That would follow him through any crowd

Grindle a dwarf though short in stature
Would wield two shields covered in spikes
He would pull them close around himself
Blocking any enemy strikes

Push then spin like a top
Grinding away all in this path
Though he did suffer from an illness
Booze would bring out his wrath

Two elf sisters Snowy and Ash
Snowy was a young master of fire
As Ash would do a deadly fan dance
Young they were and full of desire

A deadly ranger named Chuck
Whose arrow could hit a fly
From up to 100 feet
His target would always die

Against the odds they stand together
Their bonds had grown over several years
They healed each others wounds
Cleared each others blood and tears

They held their line throughout the night
Causing the orcs and trolls to retreat
Though they knew the enemy would return
And they would never give in to defeat

The group of four head back to an inn
Drained and tired from the fight before
They looked at how few had returned with them
Knowing there was far more in store

Agros keep his friends moral up
Though whispers of fear were always in the air
He feared that some unholy force
Gave the enemy strength and care.

The gods have not answered his prayers
Nor the prayers of dwarf, elf or man
The skies had turned red, and the clouds grey
He knew that soon he would need a plan

Grindle found himself and ale
Agros gave a deep sigh
Before long Grindle was drunk
Standing as Grindle asked Agros to give it a try

Cruel Agros found Grindle’s obsession
Denying Grindle’s slurred proffer
Chuck took up the proposal
As Ash and Snowy ignored the offer

Agros’ mind was full of thought
Pondering what it is he needed to do
Standing outside he looked to the sky
He begged the gods for some kind of clue

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zeus sits on his throne in the clouds
Troubled times had divide his house
Faith in the gods had faded
As he often cheated on his spouse

Before the war broke out
The mortals below wanted to be free
And now they beg for aid
Though sick of paying the God’s Fee

He ponders what to do next
As he hears news never before told.
Hades had been slain, by an unknown force
Zeus’s throne room suddenly becomes cold.

Zeus, “what could have slayed a god?
What could dare defy us to this measure?”
Disturbing he found this all to be
This meant the end of his leisure

Soon Zeus received more ill news
As even more gods had been discovered slain
He stands now full of concern.
He sends out word for all to come to his reign

Soon Ares, Artemis arrive
Not long after Poseidon, Athena, and Hera join
Zues looks worried as no more answer his beckoning
Hera walks in behind Zues and speaks in Koine

The native tongue of the gods
It had been so long sense they all had met
Now troubled times bring them together
Shocked as they listened to Zeus fret.

Zues sends word for the aid of Angels
Judgmental beasts who only act when they must
Zues and them had several issues in former days
This causes strain on a long fractured means to trust

Gabriel leader of the angels responds to the summoning,
They discuss the ill events, but Gabriel refuses to assist
Stating that the issues of Gods do not concern him
Zues grits his teeth and clinches his fist

Gabriel departs and the gods begin to discuss
Where is safe, and if anyone has faced this new foe
The clang of armor is heard as Gilgamesh enters through the clouds
Zeus glares as the immortal sits and makes Zeus wine flow

Gilgamesh sips the flavor with the joy of a child
As Zeus demands for the name of the man before him
Gilgamesh,” I hear the gods have fallen on troubled times
I may know the cause” he says with a pause which intrigues them

Zues,”Tell me, who walks into the house of the gods
With information but does not tell me his name?”
Gilgamesh,” Oh but my name is of no matter…
I have just decided to change the rules of your game!”

Gilgamesh,” I will give you this once chance
To bow before your new King
Or I shall be forced to destroy you
For death is the only gift I bring

Zues,”It was you?”
He stands and summons a lighting bolt
He fires it at Gilgamesh who takes the hit
Gilgamesh lies on the ground like an ill colt

His body fried as Zues throws a few more striking him true
Gilgamesh starts to laugh and Zeus does pause
Gilgamesh black and burnt stands and the gods eyes widen
Gilgamesh,” My turn” He drew his sword and told them who he was

Gilgamesh,” I am Gilgamesh, Leader of the Immortals, Future King of all”
The other immortals minus Cecil walk in behind him and are revealed
Gilgamesh’s sword was covered in white gold, and he gave it a swing
Sending four waves of green rings towards each god and their blood was spilled

Broken and defeated the gods fall from the sky
Landing on the world of mortals…the sky begins to bleed
And blood rains down from the Heavens
Agros looks up and shakes his head at this new heed

A new pit formed in his heart
A feeling of deep despair
He felt the Gods were of no help
And that there was no need for prayer


Chapter One: The Beginning

Chapter One: The Beginning

A man stands before a piece of glass
On the other side stands a lass
Her skin had changed to the color of grass

He grins at her body his eyes do peer
As she does her best not to sneer
They look at one another so clear

“Welcome to the world 364,”
He said with no life to his core
His voice made her sore

On the glass she placed her hand
He smiled viewing her brand
Though it faded as the glass turned to sand

His eyes filled with terror
When her finger turned into a parer
It was now he realized his error.

With a swift motion his blood did splatter
She began to consume his matter
When down the hall came rising chatter

She stood as blood ran down her chin
As her body she gave a spin
Turning she gave a grin…

As large man walked through the door
He saw the other on the floor
Little did he know this was the start of the war

With a swift move she removed his head
Exiting out to the hall where she left many dead
Wasn’t too long till the rest fled.

Making it to several other cells
She opened other monsters shells
As warnings rang indicated by bells

10 in all tore the building apart
This was only the start
As the future was theirs to chart.

We travel now a few years ahead
A man in a tavern covers his head
Under a white cloak he hides his dread

Chatter about the war is heard
Some saying it was all absurd
In speech very slurred

Demons, orcs, and trolls made their way
Across the mainland with a leader non could slay
They spoke of whether they should leave or stay

The man in white
Stands and speaks of whats right
That they should band together in the night

This causes uneasy waves throughout the setting
Keeping gambling men from betting
As the concept makes some pants ready for wetting

The man calms the storm of fear
With statements so sincere
But his view was clear

If no one stands to fight they already lost
And will be forced to pay the greatest cost
That will be worse than any early frost.

As the mood of the tavern changes
The men cheer in different ranges
As gold continues different exchanges

The man in white sits back down
Knowing in weeks he will be the only around
The rest here will scatter on the ground….

Hours pass and stars begin to fade.
The man stands in candles’ shade
Departing he feels a blade.

“Gilgamesh, what are you planning?”
Questions a voice so enchanting,
While his memories he is scanning.

“Medea,” Gilgamesh gives a smirk.
“Glad I could trouble you from your work
In the shadows we shall no longer lurk.

“Come with me, and we shall change it all
We were made for a purpose and its time to answer the call
Gather the others its time we halt our continued stall.”

Medea Grins, ” certainly, seems we well finally have some fun.”
The women turns her silver hair in a common bun.
Off to bid her masters wishes she did run.

She begins her quest by talking to Alexander
Who could be a fearsome commander
Though he lacked the candor.

Bored with winning every contest of strength
He easy to convince without much length
Though on her list he was the tenth

Next she came across Lucifer,
He was also easy from which to coffer
Always up to make someone suffer.

Wasn’t long after till she found Ellen
Who was with her lovely sister Helen
Whom was anything but a felon

Helen was created with the power to allure
Though Ellen was about to command power impure
Causing great pain she did endure

Unexpectedly she ran into Lancer
The others referred to him as cancer,
Though he gave her the right answer…

With some trouble she found Diane
Her head resting on her pet lion
Who went without Meade tryin’

Three six four was next on the list
Though Medea suffered a broken wrist
364 could only smile, as Medea did insist

The last took the longest to find
Causing Madea to almost lose her mind
Though her quest would be over when he signed

Cecil, “Gathered the others already have you?”
Then what is it that you want me to do?
Ah yes, don’t speak, I do not need your clue”

Medea stands in front of a man in a sandy cloak
With anger on her face as her voice gives a choke
“If you wont come willingly then I will force you,” she does provoke

Cecil, “Threatening a fellow immortal?”
He asks following it with a small chortle.
” Last chance,” She says opening a portal.

Cecil, “Medea, you have never seen my power,
Do not assume I have a will that would cower,
For to do that would insure that it will easily tower”

Medea sneers, “You were always a coward
Soon your free will well be devoured
And you will see that I am empowered…”

Medea raises her arm to reveal a wand
She points it at him to make him her pawn
He vanishes before her spell can bond

He reappears inches from her face,
Causing her back away to regain pace,
As she looks around and several now fill the space

Her eyes open wide as now 100 stand
Armored with war hammer in hand
Shaking her head trying to understand

Cecils, “Please continue we dare.”
Cecil from before holds her stare
As her wand is now in his hand, and hers is bare.

In the portal he tosses her toy,
Cecil, “Tell Gilgamesh I will not take part in his ploy”
Run along now before I decide to destroy.”

Cecil brings his hammer into her chest
Easily flatten her so called breasts
Forcing her into the portal, and it ingests.


Obsession

Obsession

 

 

First day of his senior year

Brought only homework to fear

And a new female student from parts unknown

Wont belong before all is shown

He sits and listens to the lesson

As she stares at her new obsession

The class bell rings and he goes to depart

As she hands him a note with a sticker of a heart

He takes it a bit confused

But never gave a sign he refused

Wasn’t till he got home that he the letter was opened

And he read the words so perfectly penned

To bad he thought

Having already had girl he sought

A boy friend for a year already

So he wasn’t interested in going steady

The new girl’s letter fell into the trash

Suddenly he heard a crash

Peering out his window he couldn’t see

With a shrug he turns on the t.v.

Wasn’t long before he the news broke in

Talking about the crash on “Treespin”

How a young girl was killed

The girls name made him suddenly chilled

Apparently the car’s tire blew out

It lost control and their wasn’t time to shout

His girlfriend had been slain

Was now nothing more than a stain

He ran out of the house and down to the corner

Trying to see what had happened and stop the coroner

The cops kept him back, as his tears began to flow

Suddenly two arms wrapped around him he didn’t know

Turning so quickly he looked down and saw

The new girl with a small smile and look of awe

He could only cry as she looked at him with caring eyes

She spoke, “Don’t worry no one will keep us apart,” stopping his cries

Slowly he tried to back away as her grip became tighter

“I will never let you go,” she said as he began to fight her

Finally with his strength he broke free

And quickly began to flee

She chased after him as he ran up his stairs

Opening then closing the door stumbling over chairs

Then he heard the turn of the door nob

Darting back he locked it fast with a sob

Then he heard his parents voices come from the other side

He began to look out the window though still trying to hide

He heard the jingle of their keys hit the ground

He heard the keys fall then two quick thudding sounds

Blood began to run in under the front door as he let out a scream

And the mail slot door opens and her eye could be seen

Falling to the floor the stared as he heard her pick up the keys

Her eyes fixed on him as he slowly crawled backward pleading please


Bang

BANG!
by Shoeless Boy Wonder

BANG!
the gun rang.
Silence of frozen breath

Became stagnant in the air
As I could only stare
Watching a soul leave a body

I was left so melancholy
While death walked through
Taking someone I knew

Hands holding an empty torso
Movement was a lie
As I watched him die

Soon I would cry
Soon I would Plead
Soon I would bleed

BANG!
The Gun Rang!
Silence of fading breath

Over I slump
Moving as much as a bump
I felt the pull

As I forgot the pain
As my blood left a stain
Looking at what had been done

I wait for death to come
As gun shots continue
Tearing through sinew

Screams follow as I just watch
Shaking my head as I am joined
By those taken by one purloined

Bang
The Gun Rang,
Silence of final breath

No more well I smile
No more will I frown
No longer will I be around

No more will his children see
No more will he give advise
No more will he rise

All this taken for nothing
All this given for the same
This end is just a shame.


Scum

Scum

:disclosure: The following poem may be a little disturbing for some to handle for this poem is directed from the disgusting points of view of the true scums of the earth. Readers beware.

I love life with a view
Not one of me and you
But that of a 18 year young lass
With a short skirt covering that ass
I love sex when its wrong
Creating my own “love” song
Just bend right on over with ease
And let me do as I please
I love breaking a tease
Showing them the truth about sleaze
Muffling screams with underwear
Coming inside without a care

I love sex for money
My body is for sell honey
But marring me is the trick
Soon after you will become sick
Money for my love dear
Only money will keep me near
But you see there are always bigger fish
So, spend to keep me your dish
Or watch me flutter to another
Maybe even your youngest brother

I love spreading rumors you see
No one can be as happy as me
For this world is mine to control
Everyone must bow down and pay my toll
If not, my words will spread like fire
Destroying all you hope for and desire
Making your good name
The focus for all to blame
So do my bidding or pay
For it is forever my way

I have the power of daddies cash
So I have an inherited right to bash
All those with lesser means
For I have the means
To grant or diminish dreams
To make another’s life hell
Till they are nothing but an empty shell
You ask me why
I wish to see you cry
The answer…It makes me smile
And laugh for a brief while


Mind Of A Murderer

Mind Of A Murderer

Childhood trauma, mean spirited mama
Neglected till teens, then used for other means
Drugged, raped, and beaten only makes anger quicken
Odd behavior, forsaken savior
Now an out cast, That could never last
Only so much one can bare
Before cracking from a life unfair
When you can be pushed no further
To make it all stop the answer is murder
It may be wrong but what is right
To take the punishment and never fight
The pains and humorless jokes
Ends as the rope strangles and chokes

Disclosure : This is not the way I think, and are actions i do not condone, though my works sometimes push the bounds of certain criteria (this being one of them) sometimes putting the shoe on the other foot can be a hard thing to handle.