The Hard Fork of Humankind

He arrived at the Port of Maputo
Carrying no more than his portmanteau
And in it were the contents he had to deliver before noon
Which is when the deadline was due
And according to the turret clock in view
He only had a few minutes to get to the venue
So he quickly but inconspicuously weaved his way through the crowds along the boardwalk
Headed towards the tunnel…

On the other side of the dock was a designated spot
She was to meet him there and usher him to the deal room
Although he maintained a cool and calm demeanour
He secretly wished the boat had sailed up a few knots
So he would’ve gotten there early enough to have at least two bottles of the famous 2M beer
And maybe his nerves would’ve been a bit more settled
But of course this was it – in a few minutes the deal would be complete…

All the time he’d spent genetically tampering with osteocrin – the bone gene
In an effort to advance medicine, or to put it bluntly, create superhuman beings
With evolved cognition due to having larger neocortex
Was finally going to pay off…

With a sense of self-gratification at the thought that he’d finally prove them wrong
He remembered his peers, who’d dismissed his research as mere madman’s dreams
For the theory would now be put to the test…

And although he was confident about the strengths of the case
In the blueprints he was about to hand over to them
He was unsure about what the future would hold
In a world where humans as they’re known today
Would be looked on with a different lense
In much the same way we view the species preceding us…

Whatever the outcome, one thing he was certain of
Is that his work would fundamentally change everything!

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