Natural Selection Poems - Poems about Natural Selection

Big fish eat lil fish Refuse to elaborate Went away freely....

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The world is so cruel Future belongs to the top Rat race is the rule....

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Everything is selected carefully for the making of the queen. Everything is selected carefully before the queen gets married to the deal. The temperament of the mother and the father was tested in the matrimony bed, the weather was fine and he took her out to dine to match his exquisite life style. The meal...

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Gravely digging the grave digger digs holes for souls; waste pits plotted earth soils clogging Collections of bones for storage and mind Disposal in disguise Many a form, Goldfinch alike, are left in place of death; laying spent, shrivelled dishevelled, colours still abright I wasn't going to dig a hole so I left it where it lay; no-one will dig for its soul No...

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Welcome to My Shopping Plaza Reserved purely for the best, Entry initially is only by passing Our Received Pronunciation Test, Closely followed by meeting Our test of personal wealth. (No well spoken impoverished Slipping in by stealth.) When it comes to shortlisting I’m afraid you’ll be needing More than adequate proof of Good blood and good breeding. Be assured everything we sell Is the epitome of...

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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...

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For five years the illustrious and regal Charles Darwin, sailed on the Beagle. A surveying ship, Notebooks all a’rip, Soon in battle with Wallace, so legal....

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UN-NATURAL SELECTION PERHAPS IT ‘S JUST A BIG BANG DESECRATION UNRAVELLING OF NATURAL SELECTION BUT WE MUST CAST A VOTE THE DUNGEON OR THE MOAT IN HOPES THE WHOLE DAMN THING’S AN ABERRATION 11/4/2016...

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"NATURAL SELECTION" eventually the baby will be conceived, it will cry, laugh and talk. it will crawl, walk and run. the moon will dance through the night. the sun will ride valiantly into a death match. the rain will cry as it falls. the thunder will roll and the lightning will strike. the flowers will bloom. the roses will die. the trees will be void of leaves. the love will...

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The melancholic moon hangs, guilty in the mourning mist. The murderous sun rises to execute the closing vapour. Innocent winds unknowingly disperse the evidence far and wide. And I awaken from my snow-filled dream to shower under forgiving rain, as ignorant to nature's glorious torment as volcanoes are to life....

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i congratulate and uplift i never put down does not matter if whatever is more than my less i am proud too many people put down too many people spread hate too many people waste needed energy instead, why not encourage instead of discourage there are levels of speed in life there are timetables when it comes to blessings there is One who Oversees...

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in My New Normal so happy I let him go Home I truly am...

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Hail the swaying stalks Bowed so fiercely to razor breeze Watch that young one stand See the will-o-wisp rise! From clover fields of hay An idea, a spark There is no fear There is no pain The bullwhip snaps Goes the gust of wind, alas. He hasn't worked out quite enough Ketchup dripping from stomata Drops pitter patter On the filthy concrete floor We'll never know what lies in...

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Little ladybug I’ll save you from the basin But a fly must die...

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I could not stick my head in glue To feed and wait with barnacles, Or seek security among Aggregate anemones, Or anchor to tomorrow with sedentary polyps, Or browse with slugs, Or cling to rocks, Or maintain the perpetual Defensiveness of urchins, Or achieve “being realistic” With camouflaged bottom dwellers, Or remain isolated in a shell. I float on my colors, Moved by current desires. Developing backbone To swim effortlessly In...

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