Words by words and codes by codes,
By all those new neutrons and electrons made chatodes,
By all the data that have no limit concluding the material and the spirit,
I was started and I started after the first program of Let Be Light, having sight.
But having sight never could be ever fitting
Since the data perceived is just hitting-hitting
So much memory files, no miles of computers could synchronise,
And I was just born with eyes having no distance on the size we analyse.
So, “let be light”, having no right I cite
Meanwhile mentioning that flawless programming might
That holds the copyright on every carbon, molecule and single atom,
Writing the reality of physics and the psyche that seems biologically so illogical.
Minding the minds of humans not crawling
As it was reprogrammed by the drawing of Darwin,
The brains and the cells are starving for knowing the truth:
What, why and how is that what we went, and what we go through ruled by Mr Who.
Then, I stay here saying ‘Hello World’
In my little program, made word by word,
Relating it to the world in my single reality of Program R,
Starting to act, I myself – a little bit – a programmer just like the Programmer.