The Legend of Met (Sin 29)
"Hates are my sins for two, So much they are unique, With separate colors, hues. First, there's Pa, the God freak. "Here, there he talked You great. He never noticed me. I killed game at high rates, But Pa paid me no heed.. "Pa was not around, not much. When he was, his eyes high. To me he did not rush, Only talked divine sky. "His 'walks' with You, 'cool nights,' He described his nonsense such, 'Ah, if only to fly, To commune with You, touch.' "He merely told me, 'Look up; Look to God, and so... Sign in to see full entry.