your plan be damned. i’m sabotage.
i reverse the curse. the act of God.
defy the barricade, barrage,
with my own wrath, my staff and rod.
where is your hope, your encouragement?
that your days are fulfilled. yes, well spent,
if i take all the weight and punishment,
and push on resilient, still hellbent.
so throw in wrenches, wrinkles, curves,
i have a word for each that such well serves.
that i could teach if you were ready to learn,
but it’s much more fun to watch you burn.