We are a broken record skipping

Distant cousins tripping

On the same banana skins

As our ancestors

Remaking old mistakes

And calling time too late

To stop short of catastrophe

Blinded to history

We stumble stupidly

With the assumption of

Superiority

Against all evidence

Each naïve generation

Starts and ends

Then soon after is reborn again

To fall again

At familiar hurdles

All our burdens are eternal

All our stories prehistoric

We advance as if anew;

Bold pioneers

Of golden years

When really we are

Infants caught

In an ever repeating loop