Jonathan ROBIN (22 September / London)
Unchained, the hunter’s urge to roam
filters through chained chromosome.
Survival’s path, the fittest way,
is handed down by D.N.A.
Thus genius, in every gene,
regenerates through Nature’s screen, -
transmits to us of cream, the cream,
as onwards Man plays out his dream...
10 October 1976
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