The Brainy Computer Mind Of The Lord
Unknown to prior
The night had begin,
The shadow of a deeper,
design waking,
Appearing on the infinite
computer screen
of the Lord
Which presiding,
on the widgets,
Arranging. the sun the sea
And matter,
On the underneath layer,
Of the water,
He waded his big fingers,
with a swirl,
Fingerlings of fishes, crustacean's, appear,
Then he took the mud,
Beside the shore and moulded man
To his Image,
In munition of His desire,
There after He perfected,
his bedazzling artworks,
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