The Maker Poem by Doug Lane

The Maker

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I made the mountains,
I made the sea,
I made the fishes,
and I made me.

I made the sun,
I made the moon,
I'll make the future,
and I'll make it soon.

I made the planets,
made every star,
made every damned thing
near and far.

I'm making right now,
making black holes in space,
making matter and antimatter,
they've all got their place.

Galaxies are nothing
for a maker like me.
I just made a bunch,
you can clearly see.

I made the big bang,
I made the past,
I made light
and I made it fast.

I make mites
and behemoths, too.
I made Mother Earth
and I made you.

I make the real,
I make the fake.
There's no end
to the things I make.

I give credit
where credit is due.
I'll credit myself
when my work is through.

Sunday, December 6, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
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