WHO'S A MONKEY?

A TINY BLOB ROSE UP ONE DAY.
THE WATER WAS JUST THERE...
BUT NOT CREATED! OH! NO WAY!
JUST SPRUNG UP FROM NOWHERE!

THE BLOB BEGAN TO GROW AN EYE,
SOME ARMS AND LEGS AND TAIL.
AFTER MANY YEARS WENT BY,
TO DRY LAND IT DID SAIL.

THE DRY LAND EMANATED
FROM WATER THAT WAS THERE,
WHICH TIME EVAPORATED
TO FORM DRY LAND AND AIR.

THE BLOB BECAME A MONKEY.
THAT MONKEY COULD BE YOU...
BUT DON'T FEEL LIKE A MONKEY...
FOR REALLY, IT'S NOT TRUE!

THERE IS AN EXPLANATION
NOT NEAR SO WEAK AND FRAIL,
BUT YOU MUST BE SOME RELATION
IF YOU ACCEPT THIS TALE!

IN OUR LORD'S IMAGE, I'M AFRAID
A MONKEY WILL NOT DO!
IT'S EVOLUTIONISTS THAT MADE
A MONKEY OUT OF YOU!

This poem was a finalist in the August 2011 poetry contest