God is the first word

 In the jumble of existance, the disorder we´ve been thrown into
In the track and cycle, in the philosophy of destiny
all of it like clothes we wear

The drive to the beach filled with the likely scenery
the grin, smile and frown- journey through
Somewhere in it is the divine scientist
writing jokes about evolution

Behind the curtain pulling the lever
to each little impulse
Ordering and adding chaos to every little pool
in each geopolitical pietry dish

coming out of the screen invisible
not able to communicate with it´s own creation
Somewhere in an artifact it´s written
in that same artifact a challenge is made

The endeavor that would cut a generation down
ruin a civilization
as god wipes his lips after taking a swig
In one blink we moved from animals to robots

a Line of code written across the world system
Digital Scripture
God the first word
Misunderstood by you the reader at every possible angle