MORE ARIEL'S STUFF. WHAT MADE ME YOUR ENEMY?
What made me your enemy? What made my wife your foe? Why do you hate my daughter? Why would you slay my son? It was not I who took your land: nor your wife by my wife slain: my daughter hates not yours: my son would be your friend. For our God is a god of love: but your god is a god of hate. I hold your children precious: to you my children are pawns. If my God gave me the means, I would make your desert bloom: while you would turn my land and home into a charnel house. No god could look upon... Sign in to see full entry.