The Clever Ape To the Horrible Human

I'm nothing special, just plain old me Ancestors from my past came down from the tree We scratched our knuckles and found that hurt Scraping our skin through our neighbourhood dirt As wise as I was at that young age My skin bleeding, something needed to change The fruit above caught my eye As I unarched my back it made me sigh Why had dad, not thought of this before Than knuckling dirt on our neighbourhood floor As I looked around and viewed our troop They were all like me, not one did stoop Is it a corner we've turned, and is it for the best This standing up, the evolution test For through the years we transformed and formed Into a standing ape like human form Was this a path for us to take Or a misleading path and it's all a mistake It's millions of years, later now Why have we become what we are now Our treatment of us, is oh so sad What made us, turn out so bad What will it take to be so sure Maybe taking that stance on our neighbourhood floor And why do I say what you read above It's mans inhumanity to man, it sure ain't love So what do we do to iron this out I'm no Stephen Hawking's, but please give me a shout! It's best to discuss this sitting under a tree As we look up above, where we used to be For Constance's ' A Rambling Poet~ contest 'Why oh Why?' This was written in Nov 08 by James Fraser. It is my second poem and it was posted on June 12th 2009, and it received two comments.