Millions and millions
of years ago,
in the middle of darkness
A tiny dot showed.
And out of it came
As slow as can be
all things as we know them
From mountains to sea.
NOT!!!
Now wait just a minute,
press pause and rewind!
Can a masterpiece come
From a painter who’s blind?
Just writing this poem
Takes forethought, design..
And I’m to believe
the world chanced from slime?
Gimme a break…

This poem was written/submitted by Anna C.