We don't know
if the cells that
swam in the primal pool
knew anything but
if they were alive they
certainly had intentions.
Life is driven and selfish.
We don't know when
at first they decided
to come together,
making pretty circles
but it became a habit
until the ones on
the inner track began
to look different.
We don't know when
the choices slipped their genes
and choice was stolen.
The wills of creatures
that were free became
a formulation of birth.
They spoke
the language of chemistry
from the first and still do,
moving from team to organism.
Who has the power to rule
these giants of a billion chemical voices?
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