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autumnphoenix
autumnphoenix
Aug 10, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

This Human Race

 

 

This Human Race

 

Where did we come from this race called Man?
Were we an accident or created from grains of sand?
Was there a cosmic bang felt eons ago?
Were we created by a Being we do not know?

Was man allowed to crawl from primordial ooze?
Will we find creation clues - Mapped out in a book passed down for centuries.
Are we just a group of cells formed like a tree?
Or is there some divine mystery?
Is creation science or is it myth.
Are we yoda or are we sith?

Is the truth free to read?
Or do we need a lawyer to see?
Was man created in the image of God?
Are we the slim at the bottom of a bog?

To whom do we look to explain why we exist?
Do we look to Darwin, or the Pope on this?
The questions rage through out time and eternity.
How did we get here and who are we?
Where are we going?
How long will it be?

If you want these answers don’t look to me.
What ever you believe, however you are taught,
God or science,
Remember the answers can be bought.

 

 

— autumnphoenix, Aug 10, 2008

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Mark

Mark

17 years 10 months ago

Questions

Autumnphoenix, there are a lot of questions here. Do you think you could have made your point without the questions? It may be me but I really don't like questions in poems. It is well written certainly not bumpy but smooth. Mark
autumnphoenix

autumnphoenix

17 years 10 months ago

Not sure

I thought about that. I wondered if changing the questions to statements would not change the content. I wanted to express the questions in many of us without argumenet. Perhaps some suggestions if you would. I may rewrite and leave off some punctuation. Thanks Dana
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 10 months ago

Dana...

the age old question without an answer... no proof either way. We are who we are... I like your poem... Richard
weirdelf

weirdelf

17 years 10 months ago

oh, it's easy

billions of stars in our galaxy, billions of galaxies, only silly people look to religion, although some of my best friends are religious. The sheer staggering amount of the universe means we must exist. And others. Have you read my poem "Save the Aliens!" cheers, Jess
autumnphoenix

autumnphoenix

17 years 10 months ago

I agree

I for one believe the answer is in each one of us and has been lost. We as the greater mammals have such promise untapped. There is a disconnect within us all. Thats another story, but I digress. Thanks for the read. Dana
Rett

Rett

17 years 10 months ago

I like it

Period, no long drawn out reasons. I just do. Respectfully, Rett: "Life is like a beach. Salty, gritty, somewhat fishy and at other times, downright crabby!" Rett 2008.
Mark

Mark

17 years 10 months ago

I came back but

looks like my best friends the aliens were here first :~) tend to agree with all at this point just pardon my pet peeve lol Mark
autumnphoenix

autumnphoenix

17 years 10 months ago

Hello Mark

Thanks again for reading and comments. I would still like to hear your suggestions if you have any. Dana
Mark

Mark

17 years 10 months ago

My only suggestion is

re-write it without the questions keep it seperate and see how it feels :) I may be wrong for everyone else (I may be THE alien.) It may be a good contest. Re-write this poem without questions (not necessarily this poem). Not laughing at you Dana if ya think but it is a real idea for contest you bring to me. My only suggestion is as I said. I really do not like questions in a poem although I have read your poem several times and do like how it transits and the last stanza :) Mark
Kailashana

Kailashana

17 years 10 months ago

To be or not to be is the

To be or not to be is the question... whether tis God's noble plan and Adam was the man and Eve was the woman, that damned monkey-mind started all of it, any thought is not better nor worse than this verse. (sooner or later we'll all be past-tense and then.... the sky is falling said the little red hen. Thus spake Yoda. hehehehe. ~Anna p.s. enjoyed your poem. so i had to nickel and dime it to death. ;-)
yenti

yenti

17 years 10 months ago

the human Race

Well put over as usual it matters not how things are put down it is the reader that has to think. What the heck, sometimes it has been a cruel thing, to do to such a creature as man, to give him the ability to think (therefore he is)Then in his own ego he has to put his own stamp on everything, he has a limited life here on earth so everything in the universe has to have an end or beginning, so be it, we can write for ever on a creature such as man that's why they made poets also, lol Well done once again and I do keep on don't I ....... Yours Ian.T
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R.M.Shanmugam

17 years 9 months ago

This human race

Good introspection. You may go through my The concept of soul