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omnipotence
a way of life
make the weather here
there everywhere
day night make
all creatures too
everything I say is true
or comes around some day
people will do as they’re told
words say what I mean
… intended, hint
have an inkling hunch
we go on from there
won the jackpot in the pub
I decided to win the world cup
one lottery after another
… such were my prodigious acts of will
I was the greatest rocknroll band in the world
(best voice, licks, most fans… whatever measure I liked)
… to say I was a force of nature was really underegging
was Cloud 9 trickster, had monkey magic
cudgeled a couple of
words as I have said are gospel
I mean just mine
having all the time in the world
living forever’s a piece of cake
owning that and the rest besides
sitting on top, you could say
being beside myself, omnipresent they call it
knowing all too
seeing through things
delving over and under and on
as you may imagine
no cup of hemlock for me
(though I have experimented
… with everything of course
… more on the way)
I decided all sorts, if I could be bothered --
conjure a breeze, make pace
to be invisible at times
otherwise larger than life
I have decided
to move the city
it was in the road
… planets likewise -- my Jupiter view
I own everything
you’ll notice this if you check your accounts
(this wasn’t a gradual process)
I have decided bigger than my boots
eyes more than my meal
to fly where others crawl
to soar
to have a little paradise
and get above myself
where, what else but…
took some celestials off their courses
just for a try-out, you understand
like having a watch apart
and anyone can bring it all back
let hours be a day
divided the light
did dark for dreaming
decided to call it a kingdom
all my own work, mind you
I have decided to think only pleasant thoughts
reform myself
cast all sorts of spell
a certain amount of wrath, spite, brimstone
I had some good guesses and now they are facts
… if the whole thing were a joke
trick up a punchline
break the news
decided to hit a home run
hooped it and potted the black
I can make the train come
these days without a ziggurat either
say it was a good sleep and it was
everyone wants what I have to offer
after a while come to take it for granted
omnipotence - it’s a bloke thing
my way the highway
shoosh the room
and hear a pin drop
I just float up the stairs
equanani-man-or-mouse - I make up my mind
strike balances
all’s calm
today is just one of my birthdays
get always out the right side of the bed
fall on my feet like the cat
I - on my own recognizance
(crept from the fine print, changes your tune)
they said I’d be trouble
I don’t disappoint -
decided to stop the world
hop on some other whizz-by
I decided - why not -
a comet and icy behind
played possum
turned tail
ran rings around
earbuds upnose
I flaunted
never humble enough
no one is up here
I have decided that you will agree
and every day degrade myself
just so you may see
low divinity in action
call myself god of it
to be loved
then they will love me
but
o is it you’re my reader?
couldn’t shift your stubborn heart
and I never quite got your attention
that just wasn’t in my power
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