Computational Singularity

To greater love to god I think than anything otherwise.

He thoughtfully made the universe, a conundrum--
in his own image, and as himself.

Does justice exist, of any sort?
In that but we die.

Misdeeds of blundering flounder.
Accusations of what is right, in every one.

You do what you must.
Death comes, but once.

If you were god, what would you say?