When he was young,they told him he was almighty,
Then life began,
He was believed himself almighty.
He got a raw piece of meat, and he was still almighty.
And he sutured this piece of meat, that made him feel even more almighty.
One stitch, another stitch
A cut here, a cut there.
He was god.
He opened a chest, he cracked the bones.
He saw something moving.
They told him he was special
He was over god.
And he felt he was greater.
And he felt he was stronger.
But, was he?


[ Mrs. K i t e ]