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.