Primal

So I see now our primal people, pushed to the rivers
And coasts of Africa, bands of some five hundred
Individuals the evidence of our DNA strands now tells us,

The seeds of us all, winnowed and thinned by hunger
And thirst from drought, became omnivorous and skillful
At hunting and made tools for the hunt and, symbolical,


Made use of ochre and shells to paint and decorate
Our bodies, buried our dead with our tools and decorations,
Able now in life to feed the body’s metabolic engines
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