As Augustine explained, no angel, good
or bad, creates. It's God alone who makes
these things from nothing, God alone who could
foresee what path our needy lives will take
and so provide the means for us to thrive,
a way for us to follow, and an end
for which the better parts of us may strive
while baser natures surely'd have us bend
our course towards the pleasures of the flesh
in hope that something new might come of sweat,
and have us work the void for something fresh.
Ever blind, ambition cannot heed the threat,
but even angels, good or bad, must see
that they, like all created things, must be.