I awoke, and ate the bread, drank the milk.
Outside I plowed the fields, I moved the dirt.
I built bridges, sewers and roads.
I smashed rocks, diverted streams and rivers.
For power I installed paddle wheels, dams and generators.
I tapped the earth, for oil, gas and gold.
I built a bomb that could end all time.
I developed a rocket that took me to space.
My time on the moon was mans last leap.
I filled the stratosphere with satellites, to
monitor mans last life hope.
I have done so many things,
but the thing I so treasure most,
is to understand mankinds soul.
To speak to it, to listen to it, so that
in time all souls can break bread and drink milk,
when they wake.