Unmovable Praise

You have unbelievable
Knowledge to create one day
Something beyond what we can
Comprehend with our senses.

All praise goes to you, obscure
Black lover, who holds the truth
I shall praise you and your clothes
That you left for me until
The days of end times now, so

Why don't you do what I say,
What I would want you to do?
It pains me in my sapped shins
To see you just leave right now.