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EVOLUTION |
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We are born to travel our own paths
In a myriad of different ways.
Ostensibly seeking the same truth
We stumble through life's maze.
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Religions taught appear at odds
And are the root cause of dissent.
Self satisfying lust and greed
Speed us on our way, hellbent.
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Our one redeeming feature
Is a quality as yet unpriced
Faith, in those early teachings
Be they, Buddha, the Koran or Christ.
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Yet the major religions are as one
Embellished by each sect or creed.
In essence, we are but organisms
That evolved here on earth to breed.
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Audacious, corrupt, conceited
The puny microbe, known as man
Is but a piece in Nature's jigsaw
A step in Evolution's plan. |
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Evolution
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