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Page Of Revelation

Jan 7, 2023
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By Dushyanth Goswamy


Now come to me; have truth a bit.

This is just some art. I am the artist.


Mine is a she-God

I make love to her

And that's my kick.


I felt anger, and there was light.

What made oceans is my plight.


Then I became green-eyed

to give in to Vegetation.

Mountains and Rivers, Lakes and Bay

Just remember, they are my play



I made it in six days

I can unmake it in a day

And that's my week.


Need then arose to make it inhabit.

All were ready, but a little rabbit.

Then I became cupid

To give in to procreation.


Love and Lust, Honour and pride

First created Adam, then his bride.


It wasn't in the apple

It's not in the chapel

And that's my trick.


Bend your head; Look for your heart

I am the artist, and that's my art.


By Dushyanth Goswamy



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