How to be like God

I'll watch a thousand faces pass before me swimming liquidly a billion points of brilliance cast all finer than the eye can see, Each holds a sole humanity and fails a hidden test. Move! They'll move again, and stumble on with new intent, my own parade -unknowing Men, a broken march in dull assent. I now demand that all repent; please burn your first-born child. Oh being Me's a happy task not much to do but demonstrate. Ignoring everything they ask, and sometimes remonstrating. And none deny me anything, how could they? I'm the King of Kings.