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"FYI part II"   11 - 6 - 02



from all that hurt

there came a hate

that is best served

on a cold, colorless plate

i hold contempt

for Him, the He

the one who subjected

the torturer of Me

felt His Plan

was over Mine

felt His Hand

knew no time

better than that

to strip away

to throw me into

Life's brutual foray

i was only fifteen

i wasn't ready at all

yet, somehow,

this was His call

He knew the Result

planned it, you see

what did you Intend?

to end Me?!?!

i defy Your Plan

i stand in Defienace

i refuse to Cooperate

offer no Compliance

to heed Your worship

or give my Admiration

i show no repsect

to the Destroyer

of my Nation

i want no Paradise

i need no Salvation

i need my thoughts

alone in my contemplation

scheming My Plan

my own Salvation

i offer no hand

in the building of your Nation...