Birth Of Man

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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Preachers tell me that I was created by God Some Teachers have told me that I came from an ape Of those two contradicting beliefs I am confused While pondering those two thoughts I cannot escape, Did my ancestors crawl out from a pool Then made their first footprints upon the sand Or was my ancestors created from only dirt I wonder how man was created upon this land, I know a spoken language and how to utilize fire To actions or deeds with abstract thinking I will respond I can laugh and I can cry and I can also anticipate I hope through this knowledge I came not from a pond, Never do I sleep half the day and I never climb into trees I don't eat bugs off of others or do I beat my chest in rage My body is not covered with hair and I never walk on all fours So I hope I don't see my relatives when I look into a cage, On two feet I walk and I also reason with thought I enjoy reading and writing and also teaching to trust When I look into a mirror I need to see my maker I truly hope and pray that I was created from dust. Randy L. McClave

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