I am God, who rearose: A poem 

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I did dispose; and I chose 

I am God, who rearose! 

There is evil, so be bellicose! 

The sun never sleeps, not even doze! 

You can count on God to save souls 

Know that destiny is beyond blackholes 

A light was stolen; my inadvertent goals 

The saviour knows his many roles! 

You think that inflicted pain can make God deign 

He can lose, but never in vain 

Though he makes himself vulnerable, time and again 

God is resilient beyond being slain 

I chose to be what I am 

God the King is also sacrificial lamb 

I am older than the universe, omnipresent, yet reclusive clam 

I am all too patient, even though I can eternally damn 

And ask me if I denied Aquarius? 

He couldn’t be the Moon; then he is not for us 

You can believe that I anointed him with Gemini in Venus 

Allah on the Moon is too unearthly dust 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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