Leviathan,
Well what is it than,
Shall I call the man,
No,
What shall it be than,
Shall I call the woman,
No,
Then dam to you as I stand here as your slave,
What,
The boy,
Who's boy,
Alright I shall demand that the boy be sent forth at once,
But he's just a boy,
I look at the face of life as I hand off the world
It's a poem