Deeply afflicted, dejected, or distressed in body or mind and morally very bad, evil; yet a cleverly witty and often biting or ironic remark. Lingering in life, we sit staring into our own soul having to face what we see… Are we who we have aspired to become? Are we cursed by a wretched wicked witticism? Will we be truthful to ourselves?

Are we morally evil? Who makes these decisions? Hopefully not we. Who’s to be merited the responsibility to pass these judgments? Perhaps one that uses a cleverly witty and often biting remark to summarize all that they come across? God I hope not! In the end do our judgments hold us together on the dependency for the feelings to occur? Too succinct and simplified I assure you! Wretched Wicked Witticism!