Man has

a map of the galaxy

for his body,

a map of his genes

that are his universe.

He has

a defense or attack

for every chess move

housed in Watson’s memory.

But precious of all,

he has

the ability to

grow crops,

to put water in the

hands of the thirsty,

to make

the right screws

to fit the peace machine

that makes our

better angels fly.