"Kill me Quick"

"If I must die, kill me quick!"

LORD only you know the extent of my torment. Only you know why a lunatic reprobate was permitted to torment us so long, so secretly stealth, I am not at all sure she knew entirely.  I know her feet were swift to run to mischief.  Illicit sex, some form of perversion while always playing coy and innocent, manipulating innocent minds, always in control, always on the alert for a possible swindle, never relaxing, never letting anyone see that true evil selfish demon possessed spirit.

Now there were times that Mathy's jealousy got too hot.  There were days when some real truth spilled out of her lying mouth.  "You AIN'T TAKIN' NO PIANO LESSONS!" she screamed at me when I was eleven.

Obviously jealous Martha was determined to make me, to make all of us suffer for burdening her, for costing her money, for taking up her time, for our sorry daddies  that refused to marry her, for being smarter or more physically attractive, for getting the slightest compliment, gift or good thought, for having a good reputation, for being honest and innocent, for being too difficult to manipulate easily.

The number one reason Martha was such a successful demon,  she kept it in the family. She deliberately did things to small children and the elderly because she knew how much they loved her, needed her, depended on her.  She could fix them good! Laugh! Get off !!! Laugh and the dummies would never know.  It was a Win! Win! for Martha.  And even if anyone was ever fool enough to tell who was going to believe her?  S***! "I got all dem n*** fooled… even GAWD!" He-he-he-he-he-he!" She was never fool enough to let the whole world get wind of her.  She kept her sadistic deeds close and they were always by ambush.  I was eight, quick as a flash my entire hand was slammed in the heavy car door.  There was Mathy; Johnny on the Spot; "YOU slammed yo' hand in duh do'!"

"You did it!"; you stanching s***! was my first thought.  I was in no position to argue.  I suffered for days.  Did my mother take me to the hospital? a doctor? Did the funky lying ***** even put ice on it? Hell No! She just gave me that ; "F*** You!" look, that; "Sucks to be you" look.

Jesus told us that our enemies would be of our own household.  The next time you read that scripture, think of me, remember Martha.  Know that every WORD in that Book is real.  I have given you a very graphic perfect example.

How did Martha manage to fall so low? Witchcraft!  Don't go that way.  Don't be like Martha, a fool with just enough knowledge to get herself in deep trouble with satan.  "From such stay away."

[Excerpt fro The JR WALTERS Chronicles   July 25, 2014   All rights reserved.]