Angering the Divine (Poem)

I am Hell-bent

On angering the Divine.

I hear my instructions,

Then do the opposite.

I am told to be quiet,

So I howl with the agony

Of Ten Thousand Souls.

For all my lifetimes lives,

For all the wisdom I've had,

For all the gifts It's given me,

I can't help but to disobey.

I choose Fire

For its rebellious nature:

How containment means death.

I've asked for guidance,

But that doesn't mean I'll listen.

Embrace Life's suffering

While wrestling with it for control!

“Do not go gentle into that good night,

Rage, rage, against the dying of the light”

Do not be passive in your life!

-Zero

“Do not go gentle into that good night,

Rage, rage, against the dying of the light” -Dylan Thomas