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eVoluTioN


So the creature

Substitutes the Creator

For theories...

Now the creature

Succumbs to the Culture

of ignorance?

 

From apes we were fashioned?

With  shapes came similar differences.

This jig saw puzzle can be completed.

With relating dismantled pieces of information.

 

 

From apes man came?

Well to me that is very lame  and no need to blame me.

 For This does not account for the unique design of our kind.

So baboons started walking on two feet resisting defeat?

Gaining dominance over the earth?

From apes to man and from man to gods.

What a sarcastic theory professed by bones.

Bones lie but the stars will never lie.

 

How come the ape man has so much going on inside his pineal gland?

In his blood you can trace the Devine in him strand by strand.

Confused by your origin a miracle you can never understand.

God has no ego that is why he will never end.

God is the Eagle that hides in thick darkness.

That is why the animal called man never sees him.

Many man fear the dark but there in lies the ark.

From inside it came the life spark

Resulting in the big bang.

If man can man make explosives

Then why not God?

Ever wondered that

He controls thunder?

Take time to ponder.

 

When I read this word I was very glad

It made sense to that which is in my head.

The word was said and I heard,

 'You are fearfully and wonderfully made'.

Perfectly designed by the master designer, a mathematical genius,

Found equations in every piece of  his creations.

The Phi, The supreme equation.

Devine proportion defines perfection.

It makes sense now, for every limb of creation is connected in a disconnected way.

Part of something complex yet you are fully you.

With the cells swimming in your blood

Fully alive feeling thine heart's thud

Think if you really evolved from an ape

Or a genius came up with a revised plan?

 

 

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Elfuric

Ever since I learnt how to write I never stopped writing short stories, poems and ideas. I am from Africa living in South Africa, Joburg. I am a business man with a love for music and writing. Its lovely how a poem can be turned into a song. Rhythm and Words are my closest friends. I respect The Sound of Life and the power in following your Heart which makes Music till the day you die.

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