History

History is Chronological record Of events, as of the life Or development of a people or institution, Often including an explanation of Or commentary on those events Also known as stuff that happened From the beginning of time history Has been developing as the stars did A mass of nothing dipped in a hot molten core Wrapped in gases and water Two hydrogen mixed With one oxygen Combine to form A substance That without we would be nothing With this simple combination a single cell Then evolved into two cells Then three, To four Water is where we come from Fish like With four inches of exoskeleton protecting Soft simple organs Fast-forward a few billion years A couple ice ages And uncounted amounted of extinctions later We have not developed that much more Still nothing more than a simple creature With skin as thick as leather protecting Organs Not all of which have stayed as soft and pure Some have hardened to protect From those that do not get enough off the exterior They slice open our leather skin to excavate Mine our pure souls for all that we are Like small trolls stomping They slam tiny pick axes into our childhood and shovel out of dreams as though they were tainted soil Tainted souls Hoes delve into the things you thought your life would be Terrorizing the fertile virginity of not knowing what’s to come. Planting seeds of nightmares and depression Pods of small demons that will haunt us for the rest of our lives pruning us back from the people we were meant to become Flowers however No longer grow in this garden They are back in the garden from which they came from which we came A garden we were shunned from for our natural instinct Curiosity A desire to know about people Things that do not concern one; History is Chronological record Of events, as of the life Or development of a people or institution, Nonsense. History is Chronological record Of events, as of the life Or development of a people or institution, Often including an explanation of Or commentary on those events Also known as stuff that happened From the beginning of time history Has been developing as the stars did A mass of nothing dipped in a hot molten core Wrapped in gases and water Two hydrogen mixed With one oxygen Combine to form A substance That without we would be nothing With this simple combination a single cell Then evolved into two cells Then three, To four Water is where we come from Fish like With four inches of exoskeleton protecting Soft simple organs Fast-forward a few billion years A couple ice ages And uncounted amounted of extinctions later We have not developed that much more Still nothing more than a simple creature With skin as thick as leather protecting Organs Not all of which have stayed as soft and pure Some have hardened to protect From those that do not get enough off the exterior They slice open our leather skin to excavate Mine our pure souls for all that we are Like small trolls stomping They slam tiny pick axes into our childhood and shovel out of dreams as though they were tainted soil Tainted souls Hoes delve into the things you thought your life would be Terrorizing the fertile virginity of not knowing what’s to come. Planting seeds of nightmares and depression Pods of small demons that will haunt us for the rest of our lives pruning us back from the people we were meant to become Flowers however No longer grow in this garden They are back in the garden from which they came from which we came A garden we were shunned from for our natural instinct Curiosity A desire to know about people Things that do not concern one; History is Chronological record Of events, as of the life Or development of a people or institution, Nonsense.