I
hate you, Dad, for what you did
To me when I was just a child,
A
helpless thing whom you could beat
Until the excess bile was
drained.
To
me, when I was just a child,
You were God unmerciful
Until the
excess bile was drained
And you were once again my friend.
You
were God unmerciful,
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
Until you
were again my friend
And curdled my last drops of love.
And
I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
A helpless thing whom you could
beat
Until you curdled all my love.
I hate you, Dad, for what
you did.