"The History of Human Civilization"

a bit of bad poetry that I feel inclined to unleash on the world at large...
 
 

One day our creator awoke and created some amoebaoid.

It hardly seemed fitting that he had in mind a monkey.

So, when he had a monkey, he decided to fill in some odd void...

He declared that a being called a human would be extremely lucky.
 
 

Oh, but how ill weeds wax apace.

This being proceeded to be Violent.

For some strange reason, they tore off their face

And gave each other no penitence.
 
 

Time passed, and in came some new flowering of ideals.

Times were good, so it was said.

But, for some odd reason, in came an ego who made his deals,

And, as it turned out, he who he hated turned up dead.
 
 

Repression, Oppression, and moments of desperation.

That's what made up the next bunch of years.

No one could surmise what to do in this tension

All was known was everyone had re-awoke each other's worst fears.
 
 

The cycle continued, in this way.

At some point, we all got separated.

Everything continues as it was to this day.

I don't know; it seems like our cultures have been baited.