I’m in the mood for my family
In this simply simple homily.
‘Family’ spoke of DNA chains
The Ancestry of all of our brains.
Some are obsessed with aliens
Follow the flacks with patience.
Some like a parallel Universe
A world like ours perhaps to traverse.
But what if they’ve already been here
Their far out thoughts left only fear.
Over time we’ve forgotten their gifts,
Which just produced our human rifts.
You thought it was new, dementia,
But we all suffer from an amnesia!
Centuries to forget alien tech,
Hidden in story and fable, not logic!
It pays to scrutinise olden books.
Look again at your neighbour’s looks!
Books that tell the same old story,
Different county’s tales of glory.
Compare the carvings on cavern walls
Look at monuments, tombs and halls.
You’ll only come to one conclusion,
That we are just a genetic fusion.
When the DNA took a giant leap
In distant past we forgot to creep,
We stood erect and began to dream
Imagination and vision on stream!
Our own awareness was given birth
We began to understand our mirth!
Our joy in recall of origin,
The Logos, the Source of everything.
© David Tenneson – 2016