The builder.

Out of nothing
Came a creature.
He looked around at
The very earth he lived on
And snorted.
“Ha! This world
Needs a little work.”
He cleared a woodland
And a grassland
And built a house.
“Better,” he said,
“But still lonely.”
He built a street
And more houses.
Then a woman leaped out
And made friends with the builder.
“We need more people.”
Then,
The town grew
And so did its people.
Soon, the world became so crowded
It ran out of
Food.
And
the
builder’s
family
de-
clined
and
died.

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One Response to “The builder.”

  1. dtdeedge Says:

    Everyone dies.
    The builder lived,
    And that is, in itself, something precious

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