I’m a billion year old speck of dust,
In random selection I place my trust,
Struck by lightning I’m now animated,
From the ground which I came I’m now liberated.

Out of the void and darkness and muck,
By random chance, by sheer dumb luck,
I now have life by a freak accident,
By Mother Nature not God I’ve been sent.

I dreamed of becoming a fish or a bird,
To say God made me is truly absurd,
I became whatever I wanted to be,
I am the captain and god of my own destiny.

But some fools think there’s a creative mind,
Behind life and creation and all mankind,
Whom they praise and worship and give the glory,
But this God has no place in my creation story.

MT 2018

Gen 1:1  In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.