Who made the structure of the world?

Who made us hate?

Who's the one who made the webs? 

The venomous spider,

The one who made the lace of webs,

The one feared upon,

A hanging grim reaper,

Driving tree to tree,

Building a home, a place to eat,

Hooked from leaf to branch to blossoming petals,

Growing balls of glowing morning dew,

I don't know why people are taught to hate,

But I do know I wasn't, I know,

How to be amazed, perplexed,

Feel the breeze and notice the details,

Should I have killed the spider?

Everything dies eventually,

You would want to enjoy it, while you can,

Why shouldn't the spider too?