It's History

History. Long past or just yesterday, even just a second ago, it's all history. I have always loved ancient history, a look into a culture and it's people. I don't enjoy history much after World War I, so much happened so fast, things become a blur.

In a way, I think it's too bad that our technology has swallowed some of the simpler ways of doing things. As a result, so many of us have become overweight and understimulated. Children are using computers in the earliest grades, becoming dependent on machines to do their thinking for them. So important that we constantly challenge their minds and bodies, so that being able to do and think for yourself doesn't become part of history.

A relationship also has a history, the way it begins or ends can influence your future. Boy, some of mine have ended in strange ways. If I had looked closer into their history, I might have made different choices.

So here I go. Remember, when this post is done, it's history!

Who Could Have Predicted.

When ancient man, fire did find.
It made a difference to body and mind
The body warm, the mind was free
To think up ways of creativity.
It cooked their food, lit up the night.
Gave hungry animals quite a fright.
How wonderful that a burning tree
Gave fire a place in history.

Next came tools of metal and stone.
A little hard work on the edge to hone
The blade to an edge bright and sharp,
Making a weapon, flesh to part.
Or making a tool to till the ground
To feed the families all around.
So you see, to fill a need
Tools found a place in history.

The climate changed and they had to roam
Further afield to find a home.
They learned to tame the animals, strong,
To take them to a new place to belong.
They learned to ride and so you see
Faster travel, both wild and free
Now has a place in history.

They needed to get to the other side
Of a river that was broad and wide.
They built a fire in a log of wood
And scraped it out deep and good.
A boat stood there for all to see
And became a part of history.

People began to learn that together a plan
Has more chance of succeeding
Than with just one man.
So they began to gather a large enough group
To accomplish their goals, their plans bore fruit.
Surrounded their folks with walls so high
To protect them when the night grew nigh.
It doesn't take much vision to see
That cities have a place in history.

Sadly, with cities came weapons of war.
As people grew greedy, they wanted more
Than what they had earned, to take from another.
Whether it was a stranger or it was a brother.
Oh yes, war can truly be
A sad part of our history.

Faster, yet faster we wanted to go.
Engines that ran on steam, wood or coal.
Became the next in a race to go as far
As the tracks would take us, follow that star
To the very next place, town or city.
The railroad has it's place in history.

But we wanted to be able to go on our own.
To go wherever we wanted to roam.
So to that end was built, over many a day
That which we would both curse and praise.
The car was birthed and travels free
To earn it's place in history.

Still not enough, the sky's the limit.
So in order to find our place in it,
The Wright brothers gave us a flying machine.
And we took it so far, it seemed like a dream.
To the moon and back, it's easy to see
That the plane is a big part of our history.

Computers have made it faster, it seems,
For man to realize so many schemes.
We have to remember it's only a tool.
For we would be made to look like a fool
If they all crashed and we forgot how
To do all the things we depend upon now.
For good or bad, for you and for me.
They are part of our future and our history.