Origins - Upon the Bottom Shelf At the Library
Further down passed my own chilling past
I stumbled upon man in a Neanderthal mask
When I wandered so much like an outcast
I wondered what had been his place in the world so vast
The archaeologist measured his cranial capacity
To quantify his level of humanity above his brow
Questioned his intellectual capacity based on his tool making abilities
For what could a caveman possibly have known
This man was gone for more than thirty thousand years
Forgotten by history in a shallow icy grave lying supine
And his extinction mirrored some of my own fears
For he was family, a member of *****Sapiens
I forecast my own humanity ten thousand years from now
Their origins and if the future is as blick as they say
For all of history, it would seem, we were separate somehow
And when we eventually reconnected, we had moved too far astray
Thabang Jan Ngoma
04-08-2015
Sponsor: Isaiah Zerbst
Contest Name: In The Library
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015
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