Poem, written 5-6-08, concerning the main points and ironies that have appeared over the evolution conflict.
Evolution
How it started, we do not know.
We found some fossils from down below.
Some say they are young, others so old.
Scientists argue, how could they be so bold.
There are fossils from ages where creatures exist
Creatures with legs, we mistook as pegs.
Some say ‘These just cannot be.
How could these become creatures that see?’
We know there are changes, both big and small
That appear in each creature, their genes, and could make them tall.
These changes could be good, others not so.
Natural selection then says ‘Lets go.’
Selection chooses what works best.
There is no time to take a rest.
As the best traits arise, accumulate a creatures eyes,
Evolution ensues, making new types, some wearing shoes.
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