More false words were demanded.
They begged for speeches of kindness.
A prayer that would ward off affliction.
A reason to explain the world.
An uncertain fate was contemplated.
Centuries pending of imprudence and dirt.
The shock due to lack of direction,
devastation of the ideas of a time.
That's why they invented me
when nothing could be worse.
That's why you pray so much,
that's why so much obsession?
Who else has given so much generosity?
Who cares so much about humanity?
I have given you the gift of destruction.
You have the gift of death and separation.

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