The Living Planet

by Timothy   Apr 4, 2025


Time seems difficult to understand,
With memories of continental shift, glaciers and sand;
But move forward, I did advance,
Without purpose or governance.

I was once small, and living in an endless abyss,
Nearly formless, and in distress;
But my kind battled others and evolved,
And in the fight for survival we were absolved.

Growing faster than God's wrath,
I changed, from amoeba to worm to the world's first bloodbath;
Extinctions happened in mass scale,
I am sorry for all the extinct snails.

Again we go through sea and land,
The giant insects, the lizards and reptiles in the marshland;
The fossils were evident through the ages of man,
But ignored, falsified, and made into religion and legend.

Giant men and dragons, the ancient people proclaimed,
But here I am, barely changed;
I transformed more in the infancy of existence,
Than anything the last 200 years (scientists) claims is evolutionary resistance.

A scale to a feather,
What was that endeavor?
More extinctions that served the worthy,
Are you apes at the end of the next story?

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