This poem is an invitation to live beyond mere Darwinism, survival of the fittest, which is typically viewed as competition and inevitable violence. I vote for cooperation and beautiful ambitions far exceeding won more f-ing generation. We do not live by bred alone.
Over Shadowing Evolution
They had grown
Tired
Of wading and waiting
In the shallow end
Of the gene pool
Only to learn
That they had
Just
Been out fitting themselves
For the deep end
Where feat cannot hit bottom
Nor follow any trail left by water tread
As surly as won not living by bred alone
Nor as arrival
How ever itinerate
Over shadowing evolution
