I am told that we are just animals
and like all other species
perform the tasks
and eat, live and die
and that this life is all that we have.
Still this humanoid sees
the grandeur of the sunrise
and how it burst through the clouds
in different colours
and there’s something utterly great in it.
I am told that subconsciously apes may equate
the sunrise with the colour
of some ripe fruit,
but I see a master creator’s hand there
and no hunger stirs in me.
I am told that we are just animals
and still I am aware of myself
and my place in this life
and how infinite small
I am against the Supreme God
and of the values and laws
that protects me
and of the education
that set my career on its way.
I am told that we are just animals
and yet I have the capacity
to reason, to comprehend,
to speak, to calculate
and to plan
and believe that I am rather
a human being called man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i see PH has started to give a list of Related Poems alongside each? poem submitted by members. it was there that i found this poem, next to my Are Farm Animals Like Humans? . i enjoyed reading this one, though i do not share all the sentiments/beliefs of the author. thanks for sharing. :) bri