FROM EVOLUTION

 

From out of the sea,

not safe on land,

up into trees,

Swing branch to branch.

Through canopies with the passing of time,

Form our tribes and followed our lines.

Then down we came, finding our feet,

we uprighted ourselves, following the beat,

of evolution.

 

Grow in mind, tall and strong,

Walk into Empires

singing our songs.

Fearless progressions.

dividing professions,

and societies laws of right from wrong.

 

But for how long will this last?

Or is our destiny

wrapped up in our past ?

 

An icy watery grave or

desert grains,

an urban fossil,

Or forgotten remains?

To what conclusions,

will our appearances change,

as stars make conjunctions,

and re-arrange?

 

For prophets are many,

But fools, there are more,

who all are wanting to bite down to the core,

as to when our maker

will awake and roar

and finally close creation’s door.