(Hahahahaha ANAnus, for your information!)
I am in a beige meadow of engage
Life can never be easy if you rage
for the truth! Evil is like the soot
that pours into your tribal candour
and toxifies it; even as fellow bystanders
live in fear. But Dad, I have no fear; in
the intimacy of all things that I
hold dear. Do you know Dad, I see
you stretch your hand to me
and I unawaresly take it in mine?
How a child is synchronised and preordained
to substantiate the music of love in his
actions – the love that is greater than
the despise brought on him by
the connivance of enemies? Dad,
I think you understand that my territoriality
over my ideals must be respected; even if
siblings think it is not worth the while; and
that they feel insecurity in my honest bravery.
Dad, I can go it alone like the intrepid Tarot `Fool’
not unnerved by his impoverishment and scant armour!
I am not daunted by regret or fear of death!
That my bed of pain is not in vain, even
in defeat! I am just as yours truly in the
efficacity of your inviolate vindication of me!
You can see how far the evil goes to destabilise
me, that I can’t even venture to depend on
friends. But let it be known, that every evil
meets its nemesis, somewhere in the
meanderings of destiny. For eternal justice
is never impotent, it only seeks its time to manifest!
(Shame on you ANAnus, you have made so much illegitimate headway capitalising on Saint Paul’s treachery of me! You will have to carry the burden of your guilt for eternity!!!)
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