Evolution ?

Wasn’t it for Him, we started to live
And glorify this place we’re in
Had to find the best medicine
To cure the earth, keep it in shape

We were taught to appreciate
The things we are, the things we make
But as the elements started to move
Hit one against another…

This is “evolution” man,
This is the frame wherein
Our relationships, of love or sorrow
Would develop into something new or worse

Who did dissuade our brethren
Filled them with hate and set them
One against another and waged

Crimes and crimes, after crimes came terror
So many veins cut open, sadness
Let them bleed, don’t grant misery an end.

Is this “Evolution” you call it ?
Where lack is most and pain seems to be the least
And when it hits on you, might as well be dead,
But this is as it’s always been.

October, 17th 2002

© 2002 Matt Oehler