'' They Were More Talented Than Us '' Poem by Bri Mar

When viewing a scene,
Our ancestors we demean,
By saying they didn't have flairs,
To deny they were talented is truly obscene,
Their achievements are all theirs.

On close inspection,
No room for correction,
They mirrored the stars at night,
Pyramids show a level of perfection,
We can't copy, try as we might.

On a mountain peak,
There is beauty to seek,
The Incas certainly knew how to build,
Mach Picchu is filled with mystique,
Ancient yet incredibly skilled.

In England's fair land,
These tall stones stand,
Their enormity is beyond comprehension,
Stonehenge can only be described as grand,
The detail required great attention.

The Pyramid of the Magician,
By it's own admission,
Is truly a sight to behold,
The architect must have been a logician,
It's properties we still can't unfold.

They didn't have the will,
Nor the skill,
To sculpt such wonderful creations,
Admitting they did is a bitter pill,
We class them as our poor relations.

What we can't explain,
Does drive some insane,
So much so they kick up a fuss,
It was aliens or something else inane,
No,

‘' They Were More Talented Than Us ‘'