An animal.
It's man.
Mankind,
the unkind.
Our greed
to feed
grief for the world
unfurled
our technology
to grow and flow,
flood this planet.
Can it survive
as we derive
our pleasure
from it
against all other
living things.
Us human beings,
we lie curled
at our leisure
taking no measure
of being
our world's
minimal criminals.
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