Evolution Runs Backward

Poor, dumb Don sits glumly in front
Of his TV, hoping to hear his name,
But he doesn't. His time in the klieg
Lights has ended. Down the long lanes
Of potholes and gravel, his followers
Also keep thinking they'll learn that
The fraud that they're certain has
Happened has been brought to light,
And poor, dumb Don, their hero, will
Rise, and the stupidest of us will find
That they've triumphed, almost as if
Those beetle-browed morons, homo
Erectus, had pushed the Cro-Magnons
Aside.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-02-04 at 01:36

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