We now know our Creator.

Why can’t I see?
Why can’t I breathe?
Can it be that all source of light; has forsaken me.

The light has forsaken me.
No father, no center, no serenity, no guidance, just violence, the [bad word] killing me.
Why can’t you speak, see what you’ve done, create and destroy between your mind and tongue.
It’s game over.
The light has forsaken me, no father, no center, no serenity