THEORY OF NATURAL REVOLUTION
There was once a man from abroad;
Who passed along the travelled road.
He choked on the power of God's gift to him;
But little did he know of his wealth.
And he was buried amongst mortals;
His wealth could not open any portals.
There was once a fine lady from Tralee;
Who journeyed to the islands that time forgot.
Amongst coconuts in the sunset haze;
As the wind bounced along every grain of sand in the beach;
The woman pondered on whom to teach
Of the immensity of her life on the beach.
And in England there was a gentleman called Newton;
Who rose quickly above the mess;
And showed the world the order of the earth.
Little Newton thought
That the order would be forgot
Until the life of this race existed not.
And once in Italy there was a guru applauded as Da Vinci.
As magic provided a canvas for painting;
Such magnificence a paintbrush had not witnessed.
The very action of ink in which the future of dreams was awritten;
Flourished under a static moon like a golden lantern.
And then the moon began to revolve.
And in North America there was a tribe of native people.
Who lived in harmony with the soil of the earth.
They lived atop the skyscrapers of the Nevadas;
And travelled along the freeways of grazing bison.
In a few hundred years arrived a solstice;
That was to erase the civilisation that had hoped.
And there was once a lad called Charlie Darwin;
Who aptly pondered on the origin of the species.
As scorpions and spiders merged into one insect;
Darwin concluded that the rule of life is obeyed.
As down on his ship he laid;
A gigantic monster arose from the deep, blue sea.
And yet here comes a lurid family called the modern inhabitants;
That natures' creator fights in a long war;
Where lawlessness reigns supreme.
This is called natural revolution.
A pity we shall never progress;
With the modern revolution of evolution.
April 2000
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