Obscurity

Thinking madly,

Challenge the gods flatly!

If we were gods

Would we paint eternity black?

Would we equate obscurity with black?

In short, would we do color fascism with you?

Or this big black sheet

Like mud splashes on the trousers when it rains

When we put stains and worship us in it, we will be vain,

We cursed them and then mercifully gave heaven

Would we create slaves?

Would we take on a thousand shapes and confuse the poor ones?

Would we be a cover for them to kill each other for this reason?

I thought I can't go crazy enough to be a god.