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Unknown Being

I'm not a human nor a god
I'm a specie that nobody knows
Hybrid, or an alien I guess will never know
Jeepers, I'm into animals
Came from a place my ancient friends never knew, 
I just came outta the blue, 
Cold heart, and I found gold
Finders keepers, ravaging the villages
Fire burning, I came to make my own,
Build an empire of slaves, use paper as a means of trade, 
Lost being, ocean is my favorite place,
hang around the corners 
I send my people for you, 
I rule but nobody knows, 
what am I
I guess will never know
Jeepers, while I'm escalating 
Building blocks as my dynasty 
Gods eye is how I see
All knowing, but I don't know what I am
So I play around with my figures
Toy beings, trapped in my maze
They don't even know what hit them
Back to the cosmos, 
Lied about my existence, 
Earth is my home,
I have Recreated everything, 
Does that make me a god?
How delusional I am 
I lost myself in my own game

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Robert Hayes

June 1, 2017 at 5:43 PM

The narrator here is a god in his own right. Even from the choices already made you are in a position of control The lapses into doubt are understandable, and do reflect the isolation from the maddening crowd. But he, the narrator is undaunted in his pursuit of interaction and creativity that he has lost himself. The maze is the daze and the game remains a game with conditions. Well written,