Creating Life

The Creation Prometheus and Man
CREATING LIFE
What they did was maybe reprehensible.
but, the need to feed their ego satiated
and,
the dye was cast.
In a whir of obvious mechanics and
other unscrupulous noise
all rendered in the blink of an eye
with one quick flick and twist of the wrist
the distant curtains of clouds
were scattered, rent asunder
and,
in marvel at their latest
creation
I
(a fly on the wall)
can only watch and scan the
prize my insect eyes
could comprehend.
Heated
(like protected skin)
the painted gild began to shed
its outer molded wax
and

there on the plinth stood

Man.
~*~

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The picture is of the God Prometheus supposedly Creating Man.
(I love legends and all history)

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