Mudmonster

I have nothing but contempt, For how you think and how you live. Twisted words to suit your vision, You are not a god. Took what wasn't yours to give. You are not a man. You are just a thief. Come take from me. How does the sun feel on your back? How does your foot feel on her back? I won't accept your life. I won't steal her life. How do you justify your life? I will walk past your tradition and I won't look back. How do you crush life? Won't respect your position. I can look in your eye, I think you missed his point. And know it for what you turned into. I don't think he speaks to you. Monster.