With Him, I've spent my whole life
My bones know the meaning of suffering
What's certain is no end to this strife
as long as He dwells within
For decades, everlasting, I knew not what to do,
but be the puppet He enjoyed watching me be
while, within me, He thrived and grew
savoring knowing that I'd never be free
They say that knowledge is power
and, in my world, I've proved it true
No longer, I've resolved, will I cower
'Tis abundantly clear, what I must do
My nourishment is what He needs
to deny me a life that means something
Upon my food and water, He feeds
Deny Him that, and He equates to nothing
Starve Him, I shall, smiling in the face of pain
watching Him get bent out of shape
Twist and turn, He will, only in vain
My wrath, today, He will not escape
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