Like
all creators, Earth's had regrets
observing
what he'd created.
That the Earth was a helluva mess
was
a fact which could not be debated.
Any
place life was
was
precisely where strife was.
Creating
life, as it turned out, was self-defeatin'
because,
sooner or later, everything's eaten.
This
creator then, let us assume,
chose
to do something to relieve his gloom.
Cut
to the chase: time to erase,
time
to undo what creation had come to.
“Doing
that,” he thought,
“would
be too much work
and
though I'm not perfect
I'm
not that big a jerk.”
So,
rather than throw the world under the bus
to
put an end to creation he created us.
And
we are succeeding beyond expectations.
We're
what you end up with when you do creations.