Godsmith

The deceiver has lived a life
Outshining the great me Hephaestus
A spell on the universe
Claiming and destroying souls
I see no taunts of his
For i remain blind to them
I who have existed long before him
In a golden age of gods
In a golden age of heroes

He calls onto me for all he creates
An insult to my soul and depths
I the first smith of the gods
And he a mere blacksmith
Hearing the universe’s call
But I am a god surpassing
A mere architect, A man.

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Y.H.Ohikwo

Yunusa Ohikwo is a Writer/Storyteller with a B. A in Theatre and Performing Arts, ever since he was a kid, Yunusa wanted to write Books and Stories that would entertain his audience genuinely.

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