Evolution As The World Knows It Poem by Teresa Pelka

A wise guy with a smart one came together to conclude
On causes and drives, to man's evolution, the prelude ―
Would the glibness in the species have been devolved
From another mundanity, as voluble, as resolved?
Would infinite or unfinished things sublunary go
If to hinge them plain vanilla, order in a bordereau?
Would this spur mankind, if a human to enslave
Bailiwick of a man-made, and maneuvered microwave?
Would a vertigo preserve a vertical perspective,
If to rotate the mathematical mapping bijective?
Would topsy go turvy, and trade another designation,
A lexicon evolve, by candid acclamation?
Questions so numerous, that obviate incuriosity.
May good gyrations prevent ― impecuniosity.