
Three steps forward, two steps backward.
Genus and species, Terraqueous attaineous
Walked the land and stream before and were us
Nascent limbs shuffle along
.
Primieval seas engender the fate
Allowing chemistry to sublimate
Until the dexterous bang a gong
.
We fight the entropy to rise above
The fists that force the hand-in-glove
Stepping back to right the wrong
.
Imperfection is two steps back
For every three we duly track
And stay on task, body weak, but headstrong
.
We thus allow ourselves to croon
With chords and cords warbling out of tune
Still, we choke our throats to sing our song
About the Creator
Gerard DiLeo
Retired, not tired. Hippocampus, behave!
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Comments (1)
Love this one, especially, "The fists that force the hand-in-glove"