…..I spontaneously looked up into the sky when I said fuck you; it felt like it was my debut, apart of me wish I’d stayed mute, but I’m tired of self doubt so I gave it the boot, became use to pulling unfounded ideas up by their roots, evil is explained not changed, kept in range to be used for blame, or to externalize shame, given the imaginary body of a Great Dane, and black to help create distain, only seen on dark and gloomy days; in truth, it hides best on bright and sunny days, and in plain display, shot out the eye like a ray. How long can prayers go unanswered, why would you pass such a god off to your grandson, your ancestors should’ve ran then hum, but they stayed back and got hooked on that rum, now they pat you on the back and call you chum, only cause you have no power and there’s nowhere for you to run.