What is our lonely life story
It is a large mystery hidden
We do not totally comprehend
Probably it will stay enigma
Life is our real existence
We are eager to know answer
When seed of life all began
In very far time in the past
No written history can tell
Just guess, dabble and examine
The answer remains hard elusive
Impatiently searching and finding
a jewel buried in the deep sea water
a precious stone in the vast desert
We may never find a final answer
It is un-doubtfully life began
before history ever been written
before Adam and Eve ever lived
before the lush gardens and fruits
Ages and ages had passed time ago
It was wilderness, grey and gloom
Desolate, sad and there was no life
Some claim and theorize in a sigh
Life began in the deep oceans
some creatures moved to the land
There forward life began to appear
In the long, long span of time
There were the shrubs and trees
Roaming animals and wild beasts
They filled the lands and plains
The fish, dolphins and whales
chose the oceans, lakes and rivers
The birds loved the high skies
How proud lucky humans beings
Witnessed triumphal amazing journey
Often taming angry powerful nature
Only to little boast and to acclaim
of achievements and happy successes
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