Creation or Demise

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2004 Poetry

Gases swirling in the vastness of space,

molecules forming into primal existence.

Creation of life where none has ever been

until the hand of God waved in its path.



How things grow from there who knows,

not even the supreme being can control it.

Out of his hands and into our own fate

the future is laid to go on or collapse.



If it grows we will all revel in our abilities,

if not we will never know our demise.

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