Move over, Darwin

Move over, Darwin

A Poem by Norman223
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The "discovery" of Piltdown Man created much scientific speculation for many years, until it was shown to be a skilled mock up of animal and human bones.

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Now, Piltdown Man was a clever hoax.
(For even science must have its jokes)
 But, was it preferable to believing
That Adam was the means of conceiving
Eve, by donating a thoracic bone,
Then, after that the seeds were sown
To procreate  -  and then expect us
 To believe she gave birth to  -  Homo Erectus??
 

© 2017 Norman223



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I'm enjoying your thought provoking clever poems.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


A very clever poem. The funny thing is, no one ever thought that it might be something in between -- a story created to explain the impossible, yet, that man really is a separate branch of the evolutionary tree. People trying to prove one or the other make a mockery of both.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Norman223

2 Months Ago

I like your deeper perception of this scurrilous piece of writing. It's interesting to discover t.. read more
Wonderfully witty! It's good to see these kinds of pieces every now and then.

Posted 2 Months Ago


I can always depend on you to "DIG UP" some old bones of a factoid & whip it into a poem with playful irony & not-fully-acknowledged opinionoids! It's as if you don't DARE question the experts, but we can see between the lines that you think Darwin AND Adam are a couple bozos! I love your clever vocabulary (I always learn a new word or two from you!) and unusual complex rhymes! (((HUGS)))

Posted 2 Months Ago


WHAT A SUPERGENIUS WORK!!! Saving this to my small library!! NORMAN... :) You have guts and I appreciate that in people.. you have quite a lot of thoracic bone yourself.. (backbone).. to say things like this without concern for the pillars of "science" you threaten to pull down and that is great! Darwin indeed... I have known my fair share of men who actually turned out to be worms... but I highly suspect they did not start out that way... 😂 Keep writing with humor, intelligence and a sprinkle of magic dust Norman!!
... Misty

Posted 2 Months Ago


Norman223

2 Months Ago

Thank you for your boost to my ageing ego , Misty.
Having worked with scientists all my lif.. read more
M. L. F.

2 Months Ago

I could hear that in the piece.. odd as that sounds... My read between the lines intuition hears the.. read more
History of life deceived I believe. Interesting read.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Very ironic and satirical. I also often muse upon the way our world has started. There's so many inconsistencies, you don't know what to believe!

Posted 2 Months Ago


Norman223

2 Months Ago

I find it very difficult to separate faith, fact and fiction, but faith does seem to have survive.. read more
Had to smile at this one. The Big Bang Theory or...God's way, even believers wonder. I just hope He had a DVD showing us everything in just a few seconds. Awesome film it would be. Valentine

Posted 2 Months Ago


Norman223

2 Months Ago

Having worked for several years with the anthropologists who uncovered the deception, I just couldn.. read more
Valentine

2 Months Ago

Sounds like you had an awesome job.Kathie
another clever write...in anthropological conception...that bone of contention...

j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Norman223

2 Months Ago

Thank you Jacob. I enjoyed your rib tickling comment.
N.




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Norman223

Essex, United Kingdom



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