Recreating the World

I imagine a world that's ending,
speeding into the void.

I speak again the words of creation:
Let there be light!
and light the stub of a candle.

Let there be trees!
so plant an oak and red maples.

Let animal species abound!
Hug my dog,
look around for the cat.

There will be no man.
Man failed to set an example.
Let mud stay mud!

Before sleep, I review my creation.
I pronounce it: Good!