GODlike

Have you ever wanted to be God?

Has your ever ached for power so much you wished you could take HIS place

Relieve HIM of HIS duties

Maybe you could impeach HIM

You could be the bad egg in HIS crate of cabinet

Or plan a coup d’état

Like my country used to

Of course you have a thousand and one reasons to

But before you do

Close your eyes

Take an imaginary trip

Put yourself in HIS shoes and try to take a step with it

Did you ever survive it?

Or did your feet fall face flat to the weight attached to its heels

You want to be GOD

Hold custody the keys to life and death

Become the manufacturer of everlasting breath

Oversee the operations of the physical and the spiritual

The aquatic and the terrestrial

The celestial and all other tials that come with it

To know the boundaries that separates sky from the ground

And the pillars holding theearth against the heavens

Or maybe visit the musuem of eden

Satisfy your curiosity

And see for your eyes if the forbidden fruit was an apple as humans paint it to be

You have imagined the glory that comes withit

But laid blind to the hazzards that stay glued to it

You want to be GOD

Get ready to see nothing but red

The only color your descendants will remain glued to

You want to be GOD

Where will your ears be unsunday mornings

When all the churches do is torment your drums with the incantation they call praise and worship

And where will your first sons blood be hidden

When all the others do is cover and bathe themselves with it

Andd some extend the injustice by drinking it

Do you want to be GOD

Then answer the question

Who are you

Where do you come from

And are they anyother more species of you in your kingdom

Do you have a belly button

Do you want to be GOD

Then fold your sleeves

And get ready to be insulted

Abused and accused of predicaments you have no idea about

Circumstances your children found themselves in by not adhering to your instructions

Do you want to be GOD

Stand at the hallway with open arms like JESUS

Receive into you the prodigals who stabbed yur grace and found their way back home

Make welcome parties on one hand and sendforths on the other

Because why there’s arrival there’s yet departure

Do you want to be GOD

I dare you to try

I’d love to see you try

But be rest assured that even if you succeed which we verywell know you won’t 

Your reign won’t last the lifespan of thunder in the earths ceiling called sky