A poem I wrote yesterday...

The 5th Monkey.
By Paul Gleave (Aka Comegetwild.).

On a pale blue dot a long long time ago,
After all the monsters had frozen in the snow,
The 5th monkey climbed down from the tree,
He took a look around him and then straightened up his knee.

And said, "I could rule the world."...

Fast 4ward a few million years or more,
The 5th monkey is now an instrument of war,
His lust 4 power outweighs his love 4 life,
And the only truth left in him is that none of this is right.

But he now rules the world...

Now as sure as 2morrow will one day be the past,
We need 2 curb our ignorance and take the time 2 ask,
If we are all monkeys and our fates are intertwined,
Then why is my life not truly Urs and Urs not truly mine?

Because then we'd ALL rule the world...

[Edited 7/10/12 6:13am]