Existential Prayer
I want to be a perfect person,
Be I famous or forgotten
It matters not in
My mind.
I'll forge my own destiny
On the wings of a dove
Or on whirring, blurring rotor blades,
And be it love
Or hand grenades
I'll find the answer to the world.
I want to be a medicine,
Be I the cure or poison
It matters not in
My mind.
I'll change as is necessary:
Humble or narcissistic,
I'll be the best, the blessed, humane,
Or sadistic,
And come my reign
I'll put paid to the suffering.
I want to be a deity
To have my power match my pity,
To have peace be
My mind.