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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