The Defiant One

He Grabbed My Wrist As I Slapped Him And Was About To Walk Away. We Stood There In A Deadlock And Glared At Each Other. I Was Not Prone To Displays Of Temperament But He Incensed Me So Much That I Could Barely See Beyond My Rage. I Told Him That He Could Not Control Me. It Took More Than Arrogance To Be My Master. Whatever Power He Had I Would Give Him And That Was How It Works. I Will Submit To The Man Who Changed My World And Had Dominance Over Things I Did Not. To Master Me Was To Master The Path In Front Of Me. It Would Have To Be A Way Of Life And Not A Game.