Tuesday, October 11, 2016


                    How will we be, Homo the sapient,
                    When we at last have grown wholly wise—
                    When what’s implicit’s clearly evident,
                    With nothing latent still to realize?

                   That is a time the world is yearning for,
                   So long the victim of our ravages,
                   When it no longer must decry, deplore
                   A species of such reckless savages.

                  If Homo sapiens sapiens can add one more
                  Degree of sapience, that Paradise
                  Whose loss our scriptures taught us to deplore
                  May reappear, when we’ve at last grown wise.

                      The second coming of perfection waits
                      Until our savage recklessness abates.