Dear Marilyn
I am not a slave to my God
For I am payed for my rightousness
You are the slave, a slave to this world
A true spectre unto yourself

Dear Maynard,
I talk to Jesus Christ 'cause he knows the reasons why
And He did it FOR YOU TOO.
I am not your reason,
I am not your excuse

Dear Jesse,
Tell me how my strength is in numbers
When I am of the minority
Tell me how my mind is weak
because I dare to think past this world
and conceive a God with no beginning
a God without the boundaries of time
My strength lies not in many, but in One