We thought ourselves godly
Taught ourselves how to fly
Now our engines are grounded
And birds rule the sky
Just one more species
Climbing high but to fall
Inventive and heedless
Mortal souls after all
Creature of singing
Contemplation and art
Educating our children
In the ways of the heart
And creature of cruelty
Plundering with no need
Killing sister and brother
In our prisons of greed
When we beg for survival
In the suffering crowd
We must live by compassion
And speak kindness aloud.
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