Evolution

Inhumanities buzzard picks at the scraps squabbling over trash vultures of the pavement denying everything has life A confetti of money the wedding funeral of it’s own immoral concept squawking the incantations of debt the milking breast for these divisions of hate Automaton march blindfolded into prisons wifi choir to gobble in slavering mouth the dance of freedom Piled to height shop window front a catalog of so many possessions scrape nail biting destitution of anything of all but nothing at all without them Merry-go-around and round and around the cul-de-sac of evolution entrenched, entranced the myriad of human jack-hammered incessant into the point of believing and by deaths alter sacrifice life Every dream a skirmish squandered to the three percent take a selfie maybe it’s the only way to ease the pain be just a ghost in life who’s monument was the tombstones of prophets and the next generations list of regrets Round and around the merry-we-go around bruised in the dirt by same old, old same trip wires todays tomorrow repeated again as if we all have nothing to learn Evolution is just a conciliatory conceptual term