The real creator please stand up
Shaping my eyes Spindly aligned With an arched crown Visibly proud, He signs In his distinctive style Symmetry with sight Mischievously smiles Challenging science to rival Provoking art to rebel Mould or soul They bring forth But never both Peerless, he stands Undefeated, he flaunts Ever wondered why You willingly bow down? But while submissive hearts pray A rebellious voice From somewhere far Travels Penetrates Sight yours Vision mine With conventional organs Contemporary usage, I acquired Anatomically similar Are all human beings But within ourselves Distinct individually Who created us Our real identities A smirk Being blessed With an essence Manifested as spirit Having it sculptured By my handpicked environment You shamelessly tread a path Predestined Sugar coated With self proclaimed, Self made decisions And you are what You say A creator My equivalent? Churning lazy philosophies , these days Are all, trend following ath...