Pondering Our Ancestral Cave Men
Do you think that our ancestral cave people had dreams of cars?
Did their hearts leap a bit when they stared up at stars?
Would the brightest of the bright envision their family flying in the air?
Can you imagine if they awoke today and saw computers?
Would I-phones scare them?
Would our social isolation be any different than their former lives?
Did they develop language on purpose or accidentally?
Could it possibly have been developed by children, stolen by their parents?
Were cave walls parading around in their dreams?
Did their imaginations develop a fear of monsters?
Were they concrete thinkers, dreaming of nothing at all?
Or maybe only of their next kill?
Were their grunts developed progressively?
With inflections easily understood by others?
Did they make fun of the one who tried to draw pictures on cave walls?
Were they superstitious? Did they believe in an afterlife?
I wonder what they would think of computers.
Or sitting in the dark, staring at a backlit screen?
It might possibly seem normal to them.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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