Treatise On Populative Evolution
Seems the world will never make up its mind,
If we keep having more minds to make up!
Possible directions, I can see three:
ONE, we do nothing. We see what transpires,
Let our pieces fall where they seem to fit,
Keep on fucking and think nothing of it,
And carpet the earth in Sapien shag!
Of course, how to feed the last one we breed,
For there will be no room for anything,
And to make way, we lose the space to eat.
But we simply couldn’t deny the right to sire
A child with every right to exist,
What of possibilities? All those souls,
Ready to be, but now in line waiting.
Whoever makes them could get impatient,
And, with obligation to shareholders,
Need to fire a couple of billion,
So the line at is at least moving again,
Lay-offs in pink slipped plagues and pestilence!
TWO, we start bailing humans off the earth,
Thinking in terms of planetary birth,
Manufacturing means to breathe our air,
Perhaps machines to make an atmosphere.
In less time than Jesus to present day,
Apes could call Venus or Mars “home” in space,
Thus relieving our selection pressure,
Giving us new frontiers to discover,
More heroes made for the great human race,
Not to mention the money it will rake.
The powers that be can be once again,
And soon evolution begins to spin,
Later diverging into new species,
Stereotypes in each other’s movies,
Each, dearest friends while better enemies,
A planetary sibling rivalry.
(To go beyond this is speculation,
Subject to Darwinian legation.)
THREE, we pull ourselves up by our bootstraps,
Cease reproduction, keeping the sex act,
Enforce contraception, simple as that,
And rein in our species on this planet.
When populations are kept under caps,
We can sort out our internal mishaps,
Organize and prepare for the next step,
Attention shifting to external threats,
Addressing the inevitable fact,
Asteroids and comets will cross our path,
Expecting to exact their icy wrath,
And will, if we do not perfect our craft.
(Our dinosaur friends can attest to that.)
SUMMARY - Do give much thought to these three,
Futures, this is the biggest threat we face –
All too many creatures like you and me,
Expecting more life without ample space,
Mistaking nature’s gifts as ours for free,
Wasting our home without one to replace,
And not just ours, everything’s species,
As a planet covered in human faces,
Will soon be covered in human feces.
And thus, less of the earth should feel our graces –
If we cannot breed sustainably!
- Thom W Jolin's blog
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