In the days before time
When the world bubbled
With molten hot lava
And was generally not solid
Enough to walk on
With any degree of safety
Small insect like creatures
Emerged from the sea
Slowly they grew
First - into bigger insects
Then - into other types of aphid
Before finally they diversified
Into sub groups and species
Mammals, lizards, wild fowl,
Penguins, sheep and squirrels
You get the picture
Eventually
Millions of years later
A quadruped decided to become a biped
And stood up
And now - here we all are
We owe those ancestors
Who stood up a lot
We are also indebted
To the small insect like creatures
But it is to God that most of our thanks should be targeted !!!!!
Yes - you heard me -
The Lord of hosts
The King of Kings
Who made you and me
All living things
He did it in a roundabout way
But that isn’t to say he
Didn’t do it
When I look all around me at this
Wonderful world
At the fruits of Gods loins
All freshly unfurled
I praise him
I worship him
I thank him so much
For the British
The Swedish
The Yanks
And the Dutch!
And I thank him for victory
So swift and so fast
For killing those towel heads
When we kicked Allah’s -
So don’t let’s argue about
The theory of creation
But worship the Lord
And praise him also
Amen.
Coukd I get a Taxi from Wood Green to Crouch end please?
This was definitely interesting enough to grab my intention and provoked my thoughts...enjoyed the reading regardless of whether I agree with every point or not.
Praised be all of God's creation, large and small and of all religions. Good start with the biological description. Thanks for your insight.
The poem started out so casual and then got stylized. It had a building effect and I guessing you wanted it that way. As for me, I like the more mystical way of writing and the consistancy of continual form. But, not always. Good job, Kelvin.