A wet slab of clay

Can be created into something

Of new

But what of its secrets we don’t deny

It has magic in firefly’s

The suclpeter now a firefly

Came to life

It eat

What it was told to eat

Nothing is ever safe

Even when it’s a sculpture

Of clay

(This was rushed so hope it was good, I just need a nap as well and and had a busy day)