The Fittest and Survival (or, Cheating Darwin)
To get what they want, smooth liars pretend well,
And they may get it a while, but they end up in hell,
At least that’s what I’ll tell
My soul, to avoid
Being so often annoyed.
Still saddened for those with whom they have toyed
They make the news sometimes, thieves, wolves, and cheaters
Reality shows pick up the scum and wife beaters
And would-be world leaders
But I will refrain
Or definition, or defamation.
You can rationalize, call it whatever you will,
The “fittest” don’t always deserve survival,
But they exist still
Since deceit still can sell
Before destiny’s bell
Takes wicked souls to a well deserved hell.