Poetry : Angry god

You puny mortal

You stand before your god and make such blasphemous statements 

I shall have you hang on the pike of intense anguish 

Your tears shall be my quench of thirst 

Your being shall be baked in the eternal fires of wrath 

I shall not relent ,

For destroying a part of my kingdom You shall forever remain in desolate isolation of uncompromising agony

And I shall proclaim my supreme authority over all lands willed under the universal guardian 

You must know that this territory does not belong to you 
Neither of your fathers before you .

Your complete annihilation is at your behest when next you return . 

I rise 

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