When the world was young,
The stars shown true
the wonders of this life we have,
Started in a slight bloom
For in the beginning,
There was no life like what we know
There was only one being in the hue
Of bleak and dreary chaos
Out of that one being though
Brought forth others to see us through
Beings of untold power,
Who brought about the great design.
Which in forth started us
Simple, ordinary weak little lives
Which will one day become spirit born.
That is what most would say is their plan
But why would beings that cared so much
Who created life out of ether of nothingness
Make us nothing special at all, just trophies basically
Bragging points to the other denizens,
That exsisted through the ages past
Why would we be just little toys
Little girls and little boys,
It is just madness to even think
No, that isn’t the true goal of it all
For they cared enough to make a spark,
Which gave us souls through each new couple
Babies born and babies bred,
Spreading forth new lives each day
Yet, with this spark you have a mind
Subtle, yet with great intuition,
Each life has a power of creation,
But we just don’t unlock the key
Which would bring and end to out humanity
And bring a rise to the gods in us,
Beings to help control others chaos.