Synopsis:
This poem teaches how mutations would need to work in order to build functioning genes.

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¹ If once the sexual process
Is really put in place
How could Mutations work
To build the next one in each race?

² The DNA and all with it
Contains instructions – sure
That build life up from atoms
With a pattern that endures.

³ The order and make-up of it
In each sequential gene
Must sequence through each building block
To complete its full routine.

⁴ If it’s sequence is disturbed
By some subatomic ray,
It would have to rearrange each piece
Back into a working array.

⁵ Or else it’s no improvement
Just a birth defect
Destroying things already built
With no progress to detect.

⁶ It’s clear that that don’t happen
There’s no machine to make it work
We shot a random hole in it
It’s function goes berserk

⁷ It would take a magic bullet
To build a working brew
For every single atom
Must be placed exactly in its queue.

⁸ This magic bullet must contain
A list of things to do
To build up this new feature
And make it do, what it must do.

⁹ For, that’s the only way it works
To make it function right
Or else it just adds garbage
And something else to fight.

¹⁰ Without this list, the feature made
Will not perform a thing
To make a feature that could cause
Natural Selection to do its thing

¹¹ Just like the partial eye
Any change must be complete
Or else it just remains around
For other ones to eat

¹² What’s more, we must consider
Exactly where its magic acts
Precisely in that exact spot
Where its DNA string lacks

¹³ What’s more:
Out of several trillion cells
The only ones that could
Would be that special sperm or egg
When mating makes them good

¹⁴ So:
Thanks to sex, which concentrates
Where changes must affirm
They have to hit her in her egg
Or smack him in his sperm!

¹⁵ And:
Since the male will manufacture
A million sperm or maybe more
That magic bullet has to hit
That exact one she will adore

¹⁶ All the others don’t get used
They fail to make the grade
So any magic bullet there
Provides no evolutionary aid

¹⁷ There is another problem that
Stops Selection fast
It don’t improve the parent
Just to child it is passed

¹⁸ The parent will remain as lunch
Its advantage is not used
To select the one with its new thing
Within its DNA infused

¹⁹ Again, we have a conflict
Between the theory and the facts.
Each time we try to make it work,
Evolution flops right in its tracks.

²⁰ Before we thought we knew a lot
But now we know much more
Because we stopped to look real close
As illogic we deplore

²¹ So if the theory doesn’t work
And don’t explain real life,
Accepting it will only
Fill our hearts with further strife.

²² Now:
Did I just make all this up
With a bias lurking there
Or could it be, when faced with facts
They haven’t got a prayer?

²³ So better we be accurate
And learn how things exist
Because it makes us happy
When the truth we’ve finally kissed.

Cool huh!

By John N. Hait