So I created this world many years ago,
I have the power to end it this very second
If I wanted to.
I have before.

The prairies, oceans, forests, and mountains,
All beautiful land,
Corroded by filth.
What a way to show thanks/
I forgive and love
Every single person.
Yet only a few praise me.

Not only that,
But a majority of humans praise imposters!
I know I will never get the
Recognition I deserve,
But I still love them all.
I make miracles happen every day,
Yet they still do not believe in me.
My biography is the top seller in the world.
It has been,
And always will be.

But I have a plan for everyone.
Whether they believe in me or not,
My plan is different for every single human.
No matter what a human does in his or her life,
I will always love them all.