TO ALL FAA, ALL HUD SUPERVISORS : AN EVERYTHING SKIES POEM : THE DECEASED, TORTURED SPIRIT OF THE POW COMMUNITY :

THE EVERYTHING SKIES AXED ME,

WHAT IF GOD EXISTS, AND I AM WITH HIM, TWINKLING IN THE STARS, WAVING HELLO, TO YOU?

WHAT IF I GET TO BE HOME, WITH GOD NOW, AND I AM TRULY HAPPY, HMMM?

....WHAT IF GOD EXISTS, AND I AM ACTUALLY IN HEAVEN NOW, MY GRIEVING MAMAS???

...BECAUSE IT'S TRUE, MAMAS.

I AM.

...AND I'M WILLY, KYLE'S BIG BROTHER.

I DIED, BECAUSE OF THE HIT-AND-RUN ASSASSINS, OF DC METRO, MY MAMAS...

THEY CAUSED ME GREAT PAIN, CHRONIC PAIN, FIBROMYALGIA, AND THE WHIPLASH, WITH SEVERE SPINAL CORD INJURIES.

AS LONG AS DADDY, MOMMY KNOW IT, AND KYLE TOO, BECAUSE IT WASN'T THEIR FAULTS FOR IT.

SOMEONE WHO SPEAKS TO THE DEAD, MUST KNOW TO TELL THEM SO, MY MAMAS, OF BAT QOL CHURCHES.

BAT QOL MESSAGE FROM THE AFTERLIFE WORLD :

TO JOHN URBAN, ALL FAA, AND ALL JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES, AND ALL CHRISTIANS :

SEND ALONG THE CHAPLAINS FROM THE US NAVY, TO MASS FIRE THOSE ATHEIST HATE KKKRIMINALS, FROM NASA, FOR PREYING UPON MY MOM THERE.

LOVE,

WILLY