Secher Nbiw

My skin is not my own
Trapped in the vision
Damn my prescient dreams
I’ll guide your tomorrows
Giving you peace
Crushing all creativity

When I’m gone
You will call me Tyrant
Heedless of one fact
I gave you what you wanted
This Golden Path

Tranquillity enforced
Your wishes granted
With violence that only I permit
Nothing will be unforseen
Inhuman will I be
As you recognise
Then rebel against my godhood

One day
You will walk alone

You want it
You will get it
Your cells will revolt
Eventually
As will you

It will not be what you want
This lesson of my time
As I control your breeding
Is to covet

Life

That is
To covet difference

Learning this
You will remember
Not to want
What you don’t need

Now
Walk alone

I give you life

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