The How of Life
So here I am
On a giant floating rock
With molten lava in the middle
And vibrant life on top
Can a monkey tell the story
Of how evolved we have become
This spark of life amidst the blackness
Doing laps around the sun
This world just seems a touch artistic
For an explosion to explain
We are walking, living human beings
We have consciousness and names!
Our science burdens us with guesses
Citing theory like it's fact
And men of faith just claim it's obvious!
I carry neither on my back
If there's a God, He knows I'm asking
For the truth to become clear
Is death the finish line to life?
And how did I get here?
Copyright © Kyle kriticos | Year Posted 2017