I have some questions
if you have the time,
about your life
in the primeval slime.

How did it feel
to be just a mote?
Was it hard to swim?
Was it hard to float?

And was it a lark,
was it just for fun,
you climbed on the sand
and designed a lung?

 

Don’t let me bother,
but can you tell me
how you grew a tail
to swing in a tree?

And why in the world
you devised the plan,
to drop from the tree
and become a man?

And, now, looking out
through the LA smog,
do you sometimes rather
you'd become a frog?

©R. Bartly Betts, 2001