Ape

Hairless
Ape.
Thinking
Ape.
Eons in the
making.
Struggling to
understand.
Understand its
place in things.
Understand how
It came to be.
Understand what
being even is.
Time passes
ideas arise.
Competing ideas.
Ideas on all
matters.
Waring ideas,
establish power,
establish
dominance.
Ideas held high.
Held high
as ultimate truth.
Naked Ape
just out of
the wilds
yet
convinced about
creation,
convinced about
Its place.
Convinced on
how
it all began.
Self impressed
with what
it knows.
Think it knows.
Naked Ape
has not a
clue.
Has not a
clue,
about ultimate
reality
living
In its
delusional
little world.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is a bold idea, but I would delete the last 11 lines. I think your poem makes this perfectly clear, without having to state it so obviously. It almost insults the intelligence of your entire poem, to spell it out in mundane terms after you've done it so well in a sarcastic allegory which is delightfully simple and biting, but not too corrosive. I know you have to do what's right for you, but I just had to say it (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[E.J. Waling]

Hi BG,
Thank you kindly for reading my work.
JG

[John the Baptist]

Nicely and powerfully expressed. Hopefully, evolution will clear the air.

[E.J. Waling]

Thank you JP 😃