I am God's two hands
I am His little fingers,
I am God's resolve
His tool of destruction.
I am God's glorious smile
I am His blackened tooth,
I am God's falling hair
the lice in His itching mane.
I am God's ever increasing disappointment
I am His overshadowing glare,
I am God's all burning wrath
I am the fire that keeps Him warm.
I am God's Hell
I too am His creation.
6 comments:
"I am God's ever increasing disappointment"
hmmm...that sounds very much like me! :D
u can add 'parents' along with god there! :D
-I
impressionist...same difference!!
hehehe.. thts all i can say rite nw... the poem's interesting.. funny in a way =)
ZEPH..WELL I GUESS THATS GOOD TOO!
weren't very happy that day were you? Me likes the words
not very.. :)
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