Suicide Consecration

“Can I be you? 

Humiliations, fright, fugitive; can you be me for a day? 

Am i asking these questions for nothing? 

I really want to understand what it feels living a normal life. 

'cause being normal makes you look anomaly. 

I am seated at this of end of cliff, contemplating a great fall probably that's how many made history. 

Maybe you could have a memory of a friend's suicide. 

But, I had always wanted to be you,

I need to, I have a day old daughter whose Mom I can't look after. 

Don't get it twisted, my intentions are good but how do you raise a family ducking heads trying stay safe from these bigots. 

I want you to get to know me while I become you. 

How much does it cost to be true? 

Done doing favours for people; doing myself one now.”

At this point, Mr. John Godson was lying still in his room dead whilst this note was being read.