Man, the king of all creation,
Lord of land, sea, and sky,
His curious mind, his imagination,
No limits, no boundaries, can deny.
From ancient times to modern age,
His journey has been a long, winding road,
From the depths of the earth to the stars in space,
His quest for knowledge, an endless ode.
With strength and courage, he has battled,
Against foes, against nature's wrath,
His willpower, his spirit, never rattled,
His determination, an unbeatable path.
He has built great cities, magnificent towers,
His creations, a testament to his might,
But his heart remains in nature's bowers,
A connection, an eternal sight.
He loves, he dreams, he feels,
His emotions, a canvas of hues,
His passions, his desires, his zeal,
A reflection, of the life he pursues.
Man, the crown of God's creation,
A being, divine and sublime,
With a heart full of hope and inspiration,
His journey, an endless climb.
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