Any belief of mine cannot live long,

More than I do,

It will surely die with me.

I believe I am God’s other image,

Not seen before, that is

Alive and liberal with no need to hide,

Who is a fool and plays the fool

Lovingly and caringly keeping everyone happy.

People will not like me playing God thus,

They cannot see me spread happiness,

Of the kind, they know.

They want to see me behave like them,

A victim who is in pain, begging for relief;

I cannot, and why should I.

If I must

I cannot play the God who possesses yet does not give,

Who cannot be seen, kind and happy.