Peacock feathers grace their shoulder plates

Human history is full of acts
Of overconfidence
We were hairless monkeys
Fleeing from predators;
taking care of our tribe;
Fucking in caves;
Procreating.
Slamming rocks together every day
To give ourselves an edge over our fellow man
Killing each other for status,
for gods,
for amusement,
for goods,
most of the time out of spite.
Why fight human nature?
Now we rule the world.
Give it some more time
And we destroy it out of necessity