Darwin's Annotation

The cool-cave dark assuaged the sting
Of hours beneath a vengeful sun.
All the beasts of paw and wing
Cried of hard fights and were undone.

Two kinds arose that bested all,
Emerged to conquer every land.
And one had power of mind and gall,
The other will and strength of hand.

These two odd beasts were one in form,
Compressed inside a single mind,
And wracked the bodies with raw harm
They aimed, each at the other kind.

The struggle over rule of man
Was waged not by a march of drums
But rather fought to guard the van
That in ones deepest center hums.

Charcoal paintings lining caves
Reveal the ancient conflict's base.
The rags of time-lost souls that wave
And flap, illumine man's old race.

So who has won this tattered war
Of right verse instinct here engrained?
It's up to you, lest you ignore,
And watch poor kindness start to wane.