Poem with Crabs and Revised History and Social Science Standards

You're wrong: evolution isn't something that stopped
happening sometime in the past—If it helps, think  

more of those moving walkways you see at airport 
terminals, with people standing on the right who seem

perfectly content to let themselves be borne 
along at a steady rate, while others who want 

to move faster than the conveyor belt stride through 
on the left so the plane doesn't leave without 

them. Then there are those who eye change 
with suspicion; or worse, insist on a story 

they might have pickled or slapped together 
along the way: for instance, the statewide mandate

to teach schoolchildren that Native Americans 
were "the first immigrants" to this nation. 

That one is plainly a lie even Magellan or Columbus 
would see right through—after all, didn't they 

want to be the first? Maybe a better subject for study 
is the evolution of crabs, which excites scientists

no end because apparently, they have evolved 
at least five times over the last 250 million years, 

sometimes losing crabby features, sometimes gaining 
newly interesting ones. Why some are small as a pea 

and others wear the face of doomed Samurai 
warriors on their backs is still a mystery. 

Some are true or carcinized crabs, which 
makes it sound like they might have served 

jail time.  There are forward-moving crabs and 
crabs that only walk sideways; crabs that swim 

and others that live in the mud. Crabs with giant 
claws become shell-crushing predators 

in an ecological arms race. You can tell the false 
crabs by counting how many pairs of walking legs

they have: three instead of four, with a miniature, 
sorely undeveloped-looking pair in the rear. 
 

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