Kat-a poem, Padre?~) As a man of God, as you claim to be, your path was set out before you. Settling in as a prisons Father, offering those inside the ‘saving grace’ that they so longed for. All the while, remembering the one Being who you respected and admired more then anyone else. Dio. A being that possesses all the elegance of a Panther in hunt, you fell for him like everyone else, and he promised you heaven on a platter. And you believed him. You foolish, misguided man. Was it all worth it?