Cluck Cluck

Ran across a chicken the other day,
        Not a chicken, per se,
    Poultry, we’ll call it

Ran across a frog two days before,
        It was a frog, for sure,
    Evolved from the tadpole
Brown. Yellow.

Ran across a human three days prior,
        For the people, to conspire,
    Advancement by blood?
Red. Brown. Yellow.

I swam across the ocean
In the truest hope of finding
Answers to the problems
But to discover more

Chickens in the ocean.
Frogs in the farms.
We annoint ourselves with a power,
    From God


Maybe I was once a babboon.
Or a chimpanzee.
On this do you agree?
Will it matter if we ever do?

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