oh Deity! the Almighty!

Sure, It's no easy! Being You, the Deity, the Almighty,
I take the fact, a Deadly Job It is.
You know I know and but since You ain't sure,
I'll let You know How ugly this is.

You ought to see your World as I see,
People here are filled with Hopes and Dreams.
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly Mosaic this be,
Where one Guy pays and some lick in creams.

This ain't the part of story I'm telling You,
Surely ain't about their worship either.
This is just to demonstrate an Ugly Work,
Of what They got no Idea and Me neither.

You probably have a Home cum Office,
Where You work, reside and control everything.
But if say You're such a good Manager,
How come your pretty world so badly stinking?

So tell me, When are You coming?
Well, they say you come when it overflows.
And what you gonna do then?
When It'll all be over, this ain't some cheap shows.

Millions of them scream and Invoke your name!
But You don't lose playing your dies.
And No, You won't be satisfied,
until you see teardrops in my eyes.

I am no fool to cry or bray!
For me, hurting them would be a great fall.
So I keep telling them You would come someday,
despite knowing You don't exist at all!

You don't exist at all!!