Fleet of foot, we rose up on new legs
And crawled from the ocean,
Found caves by the shore more secure,
But ambitious, precocious, we wanted more.
Overtaking the bones of dinosaurs
Forging weapons of our bodies
We set out to outsmart competition
Surpass them with strength and speed.
It was not easy. Some fell early
To malnutrition; attrition rate high,
But we were stubborn, focused;
Too intent on growth to die.
Hurdled germs on our own terms
Through the darker ages, lettered pages
To illuminate and illustrate
Our superior ways, our mind, our fate.
When prayer for days fell out of fashion,
Revolution wrought new passion
Choosing sides and burning towns:
Spoils to victors, death to clowns.
Bloodied our hands in War and Peace
With the drawing of borders and global police
Such inventive solutions to building new homes
That we thought we were Gods, not flesh and bones.
And now we have entered a digital age
We find new forms of life engaged
In fights for supremacy, violent rage
Evolved to the glare of a flickering page.
But we haven’t forgotten our primitive roots
For one, in anger, aims and shoots
To rid this world of other tribes
Ensuring only “ours” survives.
He’s gone for a soldier
But soon will return
So we wave plastic flags
Leave a light on at home
And plan for the victory
For that’s all that happens
When boys go to war
Stay calm, drinking tea
Wiping surfaces down
Keeping busy, you see
‘Til they march back to town
We don’t weep when in public
You mustn’t let on
Just how frightened you feel
Tell the kids where he’s gone
Service widows and wives
Now our comfort and rock
As you’re all in one boat
Unprepared for that knock
May the day never come
When a photo and frame
Takes the place of the man
Who has lent you his name