“All I know is the child is my warrant,
and if he is not the word of God,
then God never spoke.”
the world was not like this when we made you
when your mother took my seed
and god formed you in her belly.
it was beautiful once
i wish you could have seen it.
not all of it, of course,
there were bad places, and bad people
but most places and people were good
at least we liked to believe that they were.
now that world is gone.
there is no life
except the fire that you carry in your heart.
i know that this is a big burden to place on you,
but there it is.