The Descent of Man

The Descent of Man  

(A Humorous Poem on the Descent of Man, not by Darwin, but by the Monkeys)

monkeys discuss evolution

 

Two monkeys sat in a coconut tree,

Discussing things as they’re said to be.

Said one to the other, “Now listen you,

There’s a certain rumor that can’t be true,

That man descended from our noble race.

The very idea is a disgrace.

 

No monkey ever deserted his wife,

Starved her babies or ruined her life.

And you’ve never known a mother monk,

To leave her babies with others to bunk,

Or pass them on from one to another,

Till they scarcely know who is their mother;

 

And another thing you’ll never see

Is a monk build a fence ‘round a coconut tree,

And let the coconuts go to waste,

Forbidding others to have a taste.

If I’d put a fence around this tree,

Starvation would force you to steal from me.

 

Here’s another thing a monk won’t do,

Go out at night and get on a stew,

And use a gun or club or knife

To take some other monkey’s life.

Yes, man descended, that ornery cuss,

But, brother, he didn’t descend from us.”

                                      Author Unknown

For further reading about mankind’s dilemma
and God’s remedy, see:  The Good News in the Bible