I originally found this story in a book of poetry at my parents’ house as a kid.  Years later, I found it again and looked into it a bit more and found that it is actually a story handed down generation by generation among the Fulani people.  Very cool.

“At the beginning there was a huge drop of milk.
Then Doondari came and he created the stone.

Then the stone created iron;
And iron created fire;
And fire created water;
And water created air.

Then Doondari descended the second time,
And he took the five elements
And he shaped them into man.

But Man was proud.

Then Doondari created Blindness, and blindness defeated Man.
But when blindness became too proud,
Doondari created Sleep, and sleep defeated Blindness;
But when sleep became too proud,
Doondari created Worry, and worry defeated Sleep;
But when worry became too proud,
Doondari created Death, and death defeated Worry.

But when Death became too proud,
Doondari descended for the third time,
And he came as Gueno, the Eternal One,
and Gueno defeated Death.”