Subterranean Subconscious

Animals tell the truth, they never lie.
They speak with their eyes and not with their ambitions.
Some even have enhanced perceptions,
Sixth senses, and refined regular ones.
Yet humans consider themselves more civilized,
More rational, more evolved: superior in general.
 
How like our dreams their realities shape who they are.
If only we could see like them our illusions would be eroded,
The offspring of loss less serious,
The inherited sins more clear,
Our responsibilities easier to endure.
 
How like a baby aborted the discarded detours of evolution
Subduct the plate tectonics of subterranean intuition,
Losing us in the rocks of reason, drowning us in the magma of ignorance.
When the thing you trust the most wants nothing to do with you,
Abuses you and uses you to get revenge on something else,
Self-constructed delusions are erected to modify causality.
 
Evolution and fantasy go hand in hand;
It makes you wonder if we’re really evolving.