The question remains: is there a carpenter?

 Nails walked into the wood at right angles
 And just at the positions and length to hold
 Bars together. The bars themselves came off
 The tree's intestines, in fitting chunks of
 Lego magic. Baby skin smooth they came
 Together and in went the nails. They came
 12 of them, in 6 sets of twins, with a specific
 Spontaneous destiny: to become part of the
 Mindless chanceful event of a chair.
 They came together in unplanned sequence
 Such that it was done right and looked good.

 But the angles aren't right, and the joints
 Sing their pain when one tries to sit.
 This thing looks like it might fall apart.
 The splinter in my finger tells the chair
 That it didn't polish itself right ... Then
 I ask myself:

 Could this have been a misstep of nature?
 A random event?

 Probability of 12 pieces of wood being right
 Probability of them arranged just right
 Probability of nails shaped and long just right
 Probability of 12 nails going in just right
 Probability of this holding together?

 I've been told that a crappy chair
 Is the proof of the absence of a carpenter,
 But did the chair just spawn itself or
 Or was it just a crappy street corner carpenter?

 (c) nyonglema