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