Who made the earth, the stars, and the sky?
Who made the birds, bees, and time fly?
Who made the oceans, the seas, and the sun?
Who made a life that could be so much fun?
Who made a soul that could never be broke?
Who made a mind that could hold so much hope?
Who made a body renew each 7 days?
Who made a touch that gives in to mere praise?
Who made the flowers, the trees, and the shrubs?
Who made us capable of such hate and such love?
Who made reality a harsh binding cage?
Who made man's spirit destroy more than save?
Who made a human so prideful inside?
Who made large beasts forced to run and to hide?
Who made each earthling, so different, so unique?
Who made it viable to remain incomplete?
Who made wisdom and fate hatch such plans?
Who gave us the power of paper and pen?
Who was that man?
I'd like to shake his hand.
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