When I was a little girl...
my mother spoke of a prophecy.
Of a time when all the world
would be covered in darkness
and the fate of mankind
would be decided.
One night I finally got up
the courage to ask my mother
why God was so mad
at his children.
"I don't know," she said,
tucking the covers around me,
"I guess he just got tired
of all the bullshit."
:: Legion
