I was taught the gospel
By an engineer who designed me by example
Singing hymns of evolution
In which children weigh their measure
On scales that held their fathers
And spend every worthy moment
Calling out their numbers
To the butcher selling them by the pound

I tipped the scale, but I was sold
To feed the growing hunger
In a marketplace for the ones too tough to eat
But fit to drink until they were floating
I became a swimmer
While drowning in the womb
Grew gills to drink the oxygen like wine

Praise the restless stirring in my soul
Praise the endless turning of my eyes
Praise the darkness coveting the light
Praise the revelation