Preacher talked about grace a few weeks ago; *your Grace…* Your GRACE! It’s on the line-- If we are all to be the wise and powerful wizards and queens They make us out to be on all of our screens and in magazines Then I think we need to show ourselves more. I mean our true selves. (Not our asses) Which are nice --look at mine! *turn around bright eyes* And if ya swear that there’s no truth and who cares why do you say it like you’re right? Give up other folkses’ words for a moment and reflect--without abandon-- On YOUR life. Now I’ll sit down on my ass in humility after this next rhyme but first I need to take my time To tell you where I came from You see I was a girl of three when some common law uncle molested me And maybe even younger when it began, far before I can remember I was an angel in heaven And I chose to come here to endure him and those sick fucks alike What? Do you think we have no choice in being born? I’m here to...