Reflections

A team of doctors and African bullies came to my room.

“We need to do a blood test.”

“No thank you, I refuse.”

“We’re going to take your blood anyway.”

“I have a legal right to refuse.”

“We will have to restrain you.”

“Show me the paperwork that demonstrates your right to do this.”

“No, we are taking your blood and will restrain you if you refuse.”

All I could do is say The Lord’s Prayer aloud repeatedly.

As the needle is in my vein and my blood is being removed, the doctor whispers to me, “Let go.”

No, I will cling to Jesus, even unto death.

“I’m warning you about the fires of hell” I say.

“Yeah, we know, but…”

But what? Can you not see that your cruelty is insane? You are heaping burning coals upon your own heads.

Three times has my blood been taken against my will in the last two weeks.

God assures me that justice will be done.

Children of Satan, you will be judged by God for what you are doing to me.