Molded Clay (standard:poetry, 49 words)
Author: Reid Laurence	Added: Jul 23 2010	Views/Reads: 2433/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Creationism or evolution... who's to say?

Molded clay 

Has taken form 

From ages past 

To be reborn 

From greater hands 

It finds a way 

To stumble, fall 

In disarray 

Then up again 

To fall apart 

Be it live? 

Or work of art? 

Just molded clay 

In disarray 

But seek the hand 

That dwells to play


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