O shadow of death; why lurk you on this people?
For the people of war2 are like an amalgamation of disunity: yet that unity that remains is sick; like a foul odor. The one says to the other, vomit for me; that I may smell your stink -- then the other does it in reciprocity, and they both become disliking of it, but remain in unity because of their acts. Different but dispersed in evil and wickedness.
Here is what Christ would laugh for: that the people do not go into the shadows, and say we are brave; but come into the light, and into righteousness; and bear the cross of burdens to the grave of the worst of possible deaths, and say; "That bravery which we once stood by has amends."
