Evolution

The species its big toes kill
the ancestors are the reason
they make the mounts and the marvels
in their past they made stupid ones
past before when they were younger
they procreated up to you
the offshoots and the followers
the disciples the butt cracks too 
the sons the daughters and the kids
the rabble right or blow-legged 
the collections of runts
the multiplicity of grunts
endless prolixity those assholes
their heirs their successors in whole
this will be in time where our species 
will not hide once again their faces