Contributed by Robert Lyons
The bulb ignites, I shape the plan, a boundary between me and future land
Then the project reaches difficulties, on neo ground I stir biology
In a whir, a dynamic flirt with water and earth, the birth of the seas
I achieve!
I whirl stars around me, illuminating spheres so grand!
My plan, so beautiful, but lonely I see, with nothing to glory in its beauty
So I fill the skies and waters and cover the lands, but still, I am not satisfied
They live, they die, but still I sit, wondering if they get the gift?
So I accomplish a final task, from the dust I grasp and form a man
My vision was to relate, so made in my image I did create
a creature that functions much like me, and this I found disappointing
A break I need this is true, my toils grow as man spreads his fruit
It seems I've made myself much more work, a friend was all I seeked
Now my labors have left me weak.
