Children

If I were a god

I would make myself kind

I would shape myself

To an ideal design

But to be an almighty

Is a dangerous task

And I would soon grow bored

With not a friend to last

I would shape my children

To be strong and smart

I’d give them great brains

But a very flawed heart

But a tale is not told

Without conflict

I would make an antagonist

A galactic convict

So terrible is he

That my children would shake

But the power within

Would not allow them to break

As their foe is defeated

They would curse my name

For bringing them fear

And unimaginable pain

They would craft great contraptions

And enter my domain

They would call me fiend

And declare I shall be slain

And when I look upon my children

Who had conquered the stars

I would realize my faults

And proclaim from my heart

I am not perfect

It shall never be so

But a wanted a creature

Who could teach me hope

It is lonely in this Void

My solitary domain

I only wanted others

Who could understand my pain

Now that I’ve seen

What all you have done

I am proud of my children

And I know you have won

With that it would pass

That my soul would rest

And a new child of mine

Would apply for the test

He would sit on my throne

Claiming he will be better

And I would watch with pride