Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
He subdues all he sees
And sadly succumbs to all he can't see
Man mighty and glorious
But still plagued by the invisible
Who created life,
And filled it with strife?
Eat today to be eaten tomorrow
Lose today only to win tomorrow
Who thought of an eye
And all the things that surprise?
Or the tongue and the good food?
And the skin, which feels good?
I stand in awe
Because life is full
All the creatures
Are unique
And posses a great technique
Who thought of a man
And gave him this form?
Two firm legs
And two strong arms
Eyes above all
A mouth that speaks
And a mind that imagines
Imagine how easy it is to breath
Think, or to make a conversation
Who gave us words
Numbers, colors and what we own?
Who gave him this mind
One of a kind
He settles not
And searches everything
He finds meaning in the stars
And his mind runs wild
He finds meaning in the sounds
And makes decisions
Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
Man from a worm
Made by the unseen
From the seen
A biological machine
And a house for ghosts
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 4:10 PM UTC
Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
He subdues all he sees
And sadly succumbs to all he can't see
Man mighty and glorious
But still plagued by the invisible
Who created life,
And filled it with strife?
Eat today to be eaten tomorrow
Lose today only to win tomorrow
Who thought of an eye
And all the things that surprise?
Or the tongue and the good food?
And the skin, which feels good?
I stand in awe
Because life is full
All the creatures
Are unique
And posses a great technique
Who thought of a man
And gave him this form?
Two firm legs
And two strong arms
Eyes above all
A mouth that speaks
And a mind that imagines
Imagine how easy it is to breath
Think, or to make a conversation
Who gave us words
Numbers, colors and what we own?
Who gave him this mind
One of a kind
He settles not
And searches everything
He finds meaning in the stars
And his mind runs wild
He finds meaning in the sounds
And makes decisions
Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
Man from a worm
Made by the unseen
From the seen
A biological machine
And a house for ghosts
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