Goddess and worship?
Would you consider my
Devotion?
Would you shower me
withblessings if I offer
you prayers?
If I adorn you with flowers,
fruits, and other hefty
offerings, will I be worthy
of your affection?
Tell me the threshold of
your appeasement
before I stop sounding
natural-
and I shall cross
it by jumping, crawling,
or in whatever way
you would like it.
The human sacrifices
aren't enough clearly,
so aren't my pedophilic
tendencies.
I've tried bombs,
missiles and rockets.
Space exploration,
Genocide and whatnot.
Still falling short?
Give me a hint maybe.
A sign?
By this time,
The validation I'm seeking,
Is seems to exceed
the magnitude of your
delayed blessings.
Perhaps I can go on
committing more heinous
acts, till you one day
prostrate before me
to stop it.
But I won't.
By that time my
God complex would
make me deaf and
maybe you can act
like you're my bhakt.