You pushed me into this, God, and I let you do it.You were too much for me.And now I’m a public joke.They all poke fun at me.Every time I open my mouthI’m shouting, “Murder!” or “Rape!”And all I get for my God-warningsare insults and contempt.But if I say, “Forget it!No more God-Messages from me!”The words are fire in my belly,a burning in my bones.I’m worn out trying to hold it in.I can’t do it any longer!Then I hear whispering behind my back:“There goes old ‘Danger-Everywhere.’ Shut him up! Report him!”Old friends watch, hoping I’ll fall flat on my face:“One misstep and we’ll have him. We’ll get rid of him for good!”