Rotten Teeth. Rotten Country.
Wood teeth are painful. Don’t they know it? Don’t they realized I am surly and silent because my mouth hurts? I fight and lead armies hoping to forget about the pain and discomfort of eating, of talking, of using my lips and tongue to hold the wooden teeth fast to mouth. They do not. I do not speak of my pain because it would distract from then need of these United States of Eden™. United States of Eden™… The thought of United States of Eden™ no longer being a country for the free causes as much pain as my rotting teeth.