This same question I now ask- What am i then? I still was many things; many things still not. Judged too human They thought me a God. But mere earthlings A lone way know- Of ascending to Heaven From down below- Falling Bursting into flames Glowing Burning Like the Sun. Falling I lightened up The dark sky. Fools they, Wished a wish For me to relay As my ungodly screams Deafened the Heavens. Then, more wood More ghee To hasten My journey- I was a God now. A Sati.