Fifty thousand years ago – plus a fluttering of minutes,
when there were only ten beasts walking upright
on the shell of this earth,
there was one man who played his lithophone loud and poorly
to his woman, who loved it,
and the other eight of ’em hated that bastard,
but being that this predated language,
they felt a slick fire in their livers and
the sharpness of notes in their ears
and went out from their home,
spreading to all the quiet places of earth.
Woe befall the modern idiot who tries to anger
a population of eight billion;
you will never succeed more than a man
expressing himself as an amateur.
The Most Hated Human To Ever Live By Percentage Of Population
