Today, I am going to sin and the blame will be on you. I will point my finger in your direction and claim that you corrupted my will. Everybody else does. It is only right. Is that right? The mention of you is always close to the tongue. You can be the bigger man and not hold it against me, right? I was raised to think that you are already hellbound anyway. In that case, taking one for me is only a drop in the ocean. Good! Now that we have an understanding, I am going to do it. And I will do it in your name. But don't you worry; it is not a mountainous transgression. It is as tiny as my relevance in the world. It is a simple irresponsibility. I am sure you are wondering the reason behind confessing my intentions to you instead. It is because you are worthy of my ungodliness. Who else do you think has the heart to overlook it without judging? A man in the cloth? That is a pass for me. I know for a fact that I do not trust them. If only they knew how to shut their mouths. But you, you are somehow friendly. You dare not curse back when they do. You do not call fun an ungodly act. You only live in the shadows doing your own thing. Are you even real? That aside, I am also going to do my thing in your name. But that does not have to mean that we are friends. And there is no quid pro quo for the favor I am asking of you. After all, it is your weight to bear.

© Ommie