Evolutiontion, a Haiku Sonnet
Was it were to be
In were it of all to see
Alas a lone stone
For sight to be free
Was it we’re all a thingy
A frag of the bone
Now see it to be
It shone through it and was he
With all the fly drone
Be free and go see
All we were was was deadly
A last bemoaned groan
Twilight will it to go in time and space
We were all that was in this crime and place


