I surrender to this divinity
Real fiction and fake reality
Existing in amorphus anonymity
For I a humble humanity
He turns the earth and buries a nation
Tearing plains beyond imagination
Yet creates spectacle season after season
A different face for every generation
He creates icons for pure admiration
And with pride heroes rule the earth
Like a tiger He tears them down
Fame and reputation He bring to ruin
On a face He fixes a smile
That calls all home from a mile
In darkness flips the same heart
Like the venomous viper to bite
He hides sanity in ignorance
Yet death at first chance
He secures serenity in innovatiuon
And the flipside pastes destruction
He bleeds eaglets with expectation
At their door step delivers recognition
In a flash their wings he clips
And a glorious genious star flops
He sends the sun to drain the plain
Thirst, dust and disease clog the lung
Then sends rain to relief the pain
And helpless breathless mortals to drawn
He snaps the life of boyant infant
All sorted out including insurance
Leaving a senile in perenial want
To live on the edge to his bonus
For a humble servant of mere chance
My curiosity I dare not advance
What am I on the earths face
For in a breath he can erase
Isn't He Amazing!!!!!!
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