Many a man with a callused “paw,”
Has chiseled away at stone.
Workmen have made lighter gods of wood,
Inlaid here and there with bone.
Some have a hank’ring for gold,
Gold dug from beneath the sod.
Clothing so fine (or bright pearls to entwine),
Also serve time as god.
Gold as a god? Or mere Pearls?
Or thin lumber so easily grown?
“Surely you jest; making god?
“You — you didn’t make your own?” -eab, 12/97
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