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The Strides of Man

If by creation

From the paradise of Eden’s garden,

Where we were

First introduced to this our world

To the land of Sodom,

Where we were almost extinct,

Our journey thus far

I have embraced as the strides of man.

If we were

Introduced by creation,

We have risen and fallen.

And if by evolution,

Then we have gained by leaps and bounds

From our four

Planted on the ground,

To now our upward stand.

Our journey thus far

Is still gigantic in the strides of man,

From apes to modern man,

From caves to the towers we climbed,

Evolving from mumbling mute

To fluent and eloquent tongue.

Creation or evolution,

The Big Bang or Eden’s garden paradise,

Planting our footprints on the moon,

To splitting of the atom;

A journey we all should be proud of,

Known as the strides of man.

But we have tainted our hands

Spilling the blood of our fellowman.

As Cain slew his brother Abel

And spilled blood upon the virgin land

To the mountain of Afghanistan,

Where a war we now pursue

With bombs and automatic rifles,

We are on our downward slope,

Fast approaching the extinction of man.