Footprints on the Sands by Henry Wadworth Longfellow

The lives of great men all remind us
That we can make our lives sublime
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time

Footprints that, perhaps another
Sailing o'er life's solemn main
A forelorn and shipwrecked brother
Seeing shall take heart again

Let us then, be up and doing
With a heart for any fate
Still achieving, still pursuing
Learn to labor and to wait.

from the "Psalm of Life"


Evolution by James H. Hunter

To demonstrate, humorously, the theory of evolution J.H. Hunter depicts a tadpole as it slowly turns into a doctor of philosophy. The tragedy is that many people are actually deceived by Darwinian Evolution.

Once I was a tadpole, grubbing in the mire, Till I became ambitious and started to aspire, I rubbed my tail so vigorously against a sunken log, It disappeared completely, and I found myself a frog.

I struggled from my puddle and I jumped upon dry land, And the feeling that was in me was glorious and grand; It made me kind of frisky, so I hopped around a tree, Till I landed in the branches as happy as could be.

And there I spent some aeons evoluting without fail, Till I became a monkey and grew another tail; But still I had ambitions as the aeons quickly sped, So I descended form the tree and walked the earth instead,

Till my tail go tired with trailing on the hard ground every day; And twice within my process that appendage passed away. Once again I evoluted, and, believe it if you can, I awoke one summer morning and found myself a man!

Now you tadpoles in the mire, just think what you may be, If you'll only in your puddles start to climb the family tree. I am the genus homo, finished for all the world to see; For when I told my story, I was given a Ph.D.

James H. Hunter

Adversus Trinitas

"...unless you believe that I am he you will die in your sins." (John 8:24 ESV)