Saturday, August 26, 2006

Purpose


Drowning in a puddle of my own blood
Screaming and writhing for I am hurt
My pride and dignity stripped away
Silenced with death inducing toxins

A food to the Gods I become
A cure for their cancer
Annihilate me and disintegrate me; for you lead me into the threshold of ‘tomorrow’
Lead me into that threshold tomorrow
Help me help you realize your beauty
The beauty of your purpose

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