Confess

I am a snob and an appeal at that. I look down on inconsistent accents and less than white shades of races. I consider those who live on snowballed white satin inferior in quality and mental capacity. I abhor the unbecoming of heavy duty carpets and their so called ethnic delinquents. I detest the loud mouth bojangles of our soccer's pillar nationality. I do, for the very vast part of me.

And when the rain comes and washes away the tide, it gets clear who the real loser is. So I was the snob that couldn't even hold my own life of words.