Here is an I AM poem i wrote on a different interpretation of God.
I am god,
I wonder if my creations are thriving,
I hear their cries,
I want to help,
I am god.
I pretend not to hear them,
I feel so sorrow about my actions,
I touch the sky, making rain fall down against my unempirical creations,
I worry that I cannot do anything at all,
I am god.
I understand my limitations,
I say to my creations, to pray,
I dream of a powerful economy,
I try to help
I hope I can by not getting involved,
I am god.
I wonder if I make a difference,
I hear nothing in my existence,
I want to be known for my time is short,
I am god.
I pretend I am significant yet,
I feel nearly nothing,
I touch the souls of my beautiful art work I once created,
I worry how they will do without me,
I am god.
I understand that my time is now gone,
I say my last goodbye,
I dream of my art work creating more works of art,
I try to forget of my failures,
I hope life is sustainable with me painted out of the picture,
I am but no longer a factor of life; I am… god.
