Sunday, January 25, 2015

The Face of the Reptilian Father


When I was but a babe, his weakness was exploited and I was betrayed.

Help Me.

But the word 'fairness' never crossed my lips.

When I was overpowered and nearly lost my light, their bad luck became my good fortune.

Fly.

But the words 'thank God' never crossed my lips.

When I made ties, they cut them.

Keep Going.

But the word 'justice' never crossed my lips.

When I took their light, my heart grew heavy.

Breathe.

But the word 'regret' never crossed my lips.

When we made the contract, my power retreated.

Help Me.

And the word 'Father' crossed my lips for the first time...
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