Natural Selection
Time reveals the meaning of life
Our purpose is something we define
This lone conscious creature
Is burdened by the instinctual conscious mind
If we take a post reductionist perspective
We start with a primordial cup of tea
A petri dish
Brimming with endless possibilities
The successful drives from antiquity
Lie deep in the recesses of our mind
Driving, pushing, our species
Reeking havoc in modern times
We’re experiencing an internal battle
Insatiable is our lust
We’re incapable of living in the moment
Enough is never enough
Such are the internal drives
They are a burden for the beast
Awareness of this dichotomy
Makes it hard for inner peace
Like a man lost in the wilderness
Like a ship off course in a stormy sea
We need a guiding light for our salvation
Or else, the irony of evolving tragically
The evolution of the environment
Has surpassed the adaptation of our mind
Will we adapt?
Good question; Time reveals the meaning of life
The past has usurped our future
In modernity the blind drives thrive
If we can learn to live a life of moderation
We could start to appreciate what it means to be alive
Copyright © Kelly Hitchcock | Year Posted 2020
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