Sinacog
The Tigris River flow, every line delivers prose
Wisest king since Solomon, divine - and quick I rose
A stoic of colossal stature, complete - with every godly pattern
I'm what Sphinx's call a master, with every thought that's plastered
I command the sea's to form tornadoes of water, for my exact kingdom is favored and conquered
The earth has cradled a monster, half devil - half angel that's sovereign.
I'm the fable that's somber, written as an epic tale by Homer himself
I am the poet of self, that is historically known for his wealth
I've shown it in health, to be the greatest person to ever live
Moving mountains with my psychic gift, to establish the world's design exists
I am righteous with every cast of the sun, holding the planet as one
I have vanished and made every wrath that has come, even held the earth steady - till' the rapture was done
Nothing escapes my 3rd eye, as it scopes for death and bludgeoned
I have the earth's timeline - etched in numbers - and the future kept in slumber.
I am the demi-god of the 9th dimension, coming from Heaven's gates
Everyone is in peace, with their every faith.
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