If He Knew

If he knew, How much he shuttered me from the Light; And how little, He blinded me from all sight. He would, Certainly seek some of all revenge; If only, He knew I oiled every squeaky henge. He would, Come after me non-stop; If he, Knew I leap, skip and hop. If I, Told you he did dope; He would, Strip me of all hope. Certainly, He wouldn't think twice; At killing, Even the fewest squeaking mice. So, At night I hide and wait to die; Knowing, If I see tomorrow; I was, More than he strong and did not cry.