Fast Food Society Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

Kurgan stelae, grave stones and pyramids
Easter Island, polovtsian statues
From the Eurasian steppe comes the scyths
Through time the ancestors of me and you

Ancient Denisovan mother
From whom our mitochondria gives birth
All sprung from her womb in Siberia
To migrate across the whole planet earth

From Buda-pest to Japanese Buddha
The river don all the way to London
Sanskrit, Pali and diamond sutras
The great matriarch is a Russian

Deny your heritage if you so want
But you breath it in every moment

They carved out huge megalithic structures
From the dolmens all the way to Stonehenge
Masonry of perfect architecture
Puma punku and sacsayhuaman

Superstructure, trilithon Baalbek
Their feats up to now never been surpassed
Buried under mounds in gobekli tepe
Our civilisation will out last

How dare one call these people primitive
hundred years our skyscrapers will fall
Society built on plastics, will out live
More than ten thousand years they have stood tall

Superior their culture must have been
No t.v, fast food or gasoline

We trace babushka to the cave bear clan
But then where did she come from before that
Some have said from monkeys our blood line ran
The African savanna habitat

How foolish western academics are
Like Darwin and all them other morons
A corrupt establishment breeds liars
For how else could they be totally wrong

Must have originated from the stars
For no chimpanzee can ever turn man
Our home amongst the galaxies so far
Not with tall tales of evolution

Show a mutation that's ever worked
Fantasies dreamed up by elitist jerks