Reena’s Xploration Challenge | Day Job

For Reena’s Xploration Challenge #179 I was given the last line…

If I’m God, why do I need a bird’s eye view?

“Dear God...”
I am asked for everything

As I sit above the city
Looking down on simple civilisation
A map illuminated on my table

I move resources
Apprehend criminals
Water plants and tidy streets

I try my best to do all I can for this city
Yet I still get so many prayers come in

Some simple for health and food
Some for nicer homes and hotter wives

But houses and wives don’t grow on trees
And no I can’t magic those trees into existence

If there were no poor there couldn’t be rich
If some didn’t die from disease then they would never find a cure

They worship me even though some question my existence
They call me God but I am not what they imagine

If they knew truly of the image of me
They would throw down their steeples
Unhappy

For I am no God
Just doing my day job

And if my plane ever transcended theirs
I would tell them we have a God too
One I hope is truly omnipresent 
If I’m God, why do I need a bird’s eye view?