Sharp

 

Take the wheel and evolve
Going to the bottom
Going downstream
You are the axe in the woods
 
Fell and fell trees, demons, prey
We kill other men still.  We are still
A flint shard as sharp as razors that
Tips my spear in my favor
I will not abandon it all my days
 
The Carolina Parakeet joins the extinct
After just a century of pretty feathers on hats
The smothering crowd of men erased Neanderthal
His bones turn to stone and mimic modern man:
 
“He was just like us”
Just not deadly enough.
 

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