What Goes Around...

   
Ever notice the further we "progress",  
The fiercer things seem to get;  
How things once thought unspeakable,  
These days, don't break a sweat?  
   
It's because the most aggressive ones  
Are the ones that stay alive,  
While your passive, easygoing sorts  
Don't, usually, survive.  
   
Human history’s a bloody business;  
That’s a mild interpretation.  
And all outcomes are direct results  
Of the feral effect's causation.  
   
That we’re the spawn of savagery  
Is no hypothetical leap;  
This well of "civilization" we’ve dug  
Ain’t really all that deep.  
   
So praise the new god, technology,  
And the modern world you dwell.  
You'll be finding out (and fairly soon)  
The jungle’s alive—and well.