Today I read the yesterdays,
to say I told you so
To prove my godliness to all
Humanity, below
There was a man feigned godhood
He believed enough to be
Aesthetics were imperative,
but duplicity was key
The boy fled his identity,
community, life, and home
But in this new city he’ll become a god!
Though born from mortal womb
Overthrown by mutinous hands
to replicate the fake
Of godly tasks, compounded
when godhood is at stake
when godhood is at stake
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