celine charcoal - god's plan

the creator,
the master of existence,
the chief correspondent,
has a plan for me.
he is obsessed with me.
he wants to see his plan achieved.

god,
the creator, the master of unity,
the holder of dignity,
is obsessed with me.
so I have got to help him.
Cause he is all mighty.

god,
the being of all beings,
likes to sting like a bee.
I have got to give him my finger.

he is pursuing his goal of me.
his statement is clear:
thou shall resist!

drop. by drop. by drop
god is dripping his
faith on her.
driving her crazy
in every experience rising,
she is submitted more.
that lovely plan of
extinguishing her.

she swings her fate,
just as god would like
up and down,
round, and round.

she hurries onto god's bed.
cause he is so powerfully giving,
subject herself to her guilt
of not loving her before hand
he crucifies her palm.

then the blood is all over
god's body.
god stinks
of her dry blood.
just like it is written on the quran,
from the clotting blood,
there arises a new life.
a new existence.
new species.
this time,
devoid of god.

celine charcoal

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