I am so psyched for this

*itches to play* LOOK, AWESOME POETRY:
Through code and programming, grass grows,
flowers flourish, and trees stretch to new heights.
Animals poke their heads from their holes,
to survey the ruins of an old world laid as the foundation and stepping stone for that of the new
And man, once the pinnacle of creation,
now forced to start again,
will once more attempt to make his way in the world