Creation

A giant crash in space
The origins we do not know
Beloved human race
Something starts to grow
Creatures gliding in water
Monsters trudge across the land
Flying high the winged ones saunter
Never knowing what nature planned
Ice spans mother earth
And kills the behemoths dead
The tusked walkers control their turf
And the human rears its head
Evolution enters the ages
And man starts to form
History is collected in pages
Good and bad mixed in a storm
We change in beliefs and values
And grow rapidly from nation to nation
Life flows like transcript news
This is the world of our creation