Playing God
I will build pointed moutains
I will fall in snow and white rake
will pull with blue force
later will be a play
downhill there are beautiful rivers
ornamented with cities
for one of seven hills
I will make an exception
rest
bad desires dominate me
I will force to go in the world
brave armoured soldiers
let them teach to say
my beautiful name
absolute thinking
for teaching aids
sticks, swords, catapults, bows
I will give wings to sticks and swords
will give the catapults and gun powder
I will tell to sleeping child
that is wonderfull
better than others
the fashion for sex will throw on Earth
waiting for new faithful
Punishment with water and fire
I will give for eaten apple
I grew fond of begging
forgiveness - will be universal