Genealogy

Today is National DNA Day. How about writing a poem about this topic?

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Genealogy

I filled out my family tree
like a tournament bracket—
and I’m the Champion.

My final four grandparents
from the sweet sixteen great-greats
all precisely aligned

to produce me, but I’m not the apex
and neither is my species.
Evolution didn’t finish with Darwin.

Just like we made the Labradoodle
and peppered moths with darker wings,
we’re breeding better bedbugs

and selecting our own successors
but I wouldn’t call it intelligent design.

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5 Responses to Genealogy

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Great poem. Now tell the truth – is that chart from a school assignment?

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