Fastuously we think to be human
Is condition enough to control fate
Ignoring that we are a poor layman
In skills for which other species well rate.
Let us think how much we need plants to breathe
And that we learnt from fish ways without air
And we see stars and what lies underneath
But have passions beyond where others dare.
There is no real advantage to our edge
Cruel wheather, predation or an earthquake
Will come and ask each time for a new pledge
Making us care when our foundations shake.
To care for the creatures of our planet
Including all the ones we have not met.
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