The Unrelenting Horror Of Intelligent Design

You tell me I am a reflection of Him?
Do you know me? Do you know him?
Can you imagine an imperfect creator,
a child flattening and pancaking clay,
Can you imagine how lesser the Greater
must be if he shaped us this way?

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