To play our leading part?
From the unconscious to the conscious,
Life’s story now I’ll start.
Now, many years ago
When our universe was young,
A star roamed through the heavens,
Known, simply, as the Sun.
It had planets whizzing round it
Which held satellites in thrall.
Our Earth was one of many,
A fiery little water ball.
For aeons our world just spun around,
Cooling by the year.
The time a crust would start to form
Was getting very near.
And while it did, around this speck
This quark-like little world,
Methane, nitrogen and water
All at once were hurled.
Through lightning, shine, rain and storm
Amino acids began to form.
Green and slimy we were, I fear.
T’was life that changed the atmosphere.