Nothing to Do

I’ve scaled mighty mountains and
I’ve swum the briny sea
All that is and ever was
exists now just for me

I command the very sky itself
to do my every wish and whim
All this power’s at my finger tips
and I’ve no where to begin

The stars above seem distant
and the earth below pristine
All this does not move me
“why” fails to be seen

I’m bored with being mighty
and the power drives me mad
I can do what ever comes to mind
but no ideas can be had

Despite my lofty situation
I’m bored out of my mind
There should be a million things to do
but not one of them I find

can cure me of this boredom
that has wrought upon my head
I can think of nothing more to do
so I’ll just pack it off to bed