Yea we've been talking behind your back all this time. The Hoot owls did a study of your chart after they were done singing a concert together. Would one such as yourself be interested in what the mad moon has to say tonite?
Yes, please! That mad moon's been itching to tell me something, right?
SpiritImage, sorry to hear that - that you've had some downers, too. You know, God likes to beat the BEST students most of all - lol! Jus kidding, not really, but yeah - the image sort of makes me smile.
Disbelief
I felt You as I fought from the womb,
barely formed, stunned to silence.
You warned me of a hard life,
but I didn’t believe You.
I heard You spew hatred from my
own mother’s lips, teeth bared,
eyes soaked with blatant loathing -
but I didn’t believe You then, either.
You appeared as mean children,
dirty little hands, teasing, mocking –
pointing out my shyness, throwing stones.
Did You think Your costume clever?
You’ve tripped me many times,
laughed as I landed on unsteady feet -
daring me to cry as I hissed in anger,
an indignant cat; unconvinced.
I recognized You in my darkest hours
when fear and blackness loomed,
threatening to drown me in confusion,
but even then I knew it was all a lie.
My tail wags though You beat me,
for each curse is but a test –
I believe only in Your boundless love;
and learn from all the rest.
Written March 24, 2003
