The Prodigal Man
How dare She challenge my supremacy?
For I, am the most evolved of all species;
might be Her creation, but no more at Her mercy,
I've harnessed the earth’s core with no treaties.
Witnessing what lies beyond the veil of darkness,
is what my kin has achieved despite Her harshness.
And now, with the wisdom to create life on my tips,
I’m no more in my old hag- Mother Nature’s grips.
My life is not merely Her gift but mine to own,
I’ve genetically cured the petrifying ailments;
The cup She so generously over-poured.
Hence, proving that my life is no more on loan.
And just when I sat to celebrate my conquests
Her wild winds broke my wings of triumph,
I crashed and succumbed to Her comforting arms,
Enlightened, I’m now stuck on a thought:
“Can I ever be greater than my Creator?”