Only the mutants survive

Weak – strong
Calm - furious
Comforting - challenging
Youthful - mature

You want to rise above
your earthy pandemonium
you want to reach the end of this mad race
sane and whole?

Then you'd better become
a mutant.

Only this new breed of human
is fit to survive
the unpredictable
harsh
tainted
competitive
misguided
take no prisoners
environment
we call modern society.

Blend, metamorphose, evolve
like the water on a stream
that hugs and twists over, under and around
the rocks and pebbles of life.

Mutants act weak
in the mercy of droughts, quietly gathering strength and refocusing,
and strong
when encouraged by rain, earth and a lucky streak.

Mutants act calm
forming loops and cleverly snaking through their natural environment,
and furious
when unorthodox human activity disturbs their balance.

Mutants act comforting
and available to their countrymen who need their love,
and challenging
when one dares to confuse their kindness and sensitivity with feebleness.

Mutants act youthful
As they move quickly and carelessly, continuously reforming to accommodate their surroundings,
and mature
as they move slowly and carefully, carrying centuries of wisdom on their glistening back.

How nice it would be
if life was as simple as black or white
rather than black and white
and all shades of grey in between.

There is no point in making
a futile wish such as this.
In this modern day jungle
only the mutants survive.
Evolve or die.
That is the truth.