Rebellious
A non–sensical rhyme of immense distortion This universe is — Am I sane to write this scene? To play and to think, That’s why I was born. To Jehovah in heaven and Lucifer in hell, I decree my freewill and shout, “Fuck Off!” Others, they whirl about, scream and shout, Asking “Why?!” and “What?!” Pseudotruths are what they get From the money–clutching faithful of a betrayed god. Perhaps