On a tin roof

Down trodden. Victimized. Scapegoat and martyr. That is I. But even martyrs have their followers. Even they have their causes. And I have mine. I have purpose. But those that have wronged me, those that did this to me, suffered me to such humiliations, they are ones I can not fight. Yet as when God cast out Lucifer by the hand of Michael, I shall walk the Devil’s path. For as the Devil cannot hurt God, he can most assuredly punish the ones that He loves.