'' The Human Being '' Poem by Bri Mar

A tiny seed is placed in the ground,
It's the start of the miracle of life,
Before very long growth will be found,
Making ready for the stresses and strife.

Throughout the seasons that seed will grow,
Nurture it and a gem will be found,
Treat it with contempt and soon it will show,
There's no goodness inside to be found.

It's an individual with a mind of its own,
Treat it wisely and you can be sure,
When your seed has finally grown,
It's guaranteed to turn out to be pure.

Will it bear fruit well that's up to you,
Have you treated it with love and respect,
Or did you ignore it and cause it ado,
If you did it's the dregs you'll collect.

Never forget we were all seedlings once,
Ignorance towards others must be learned,
Treasure all life do not be a dunce,
Respect from others as a gift must be earned.

Life is a challenge regardless of type,
We're all together in a fight to survive,
As Humans we tend to believe our own hype,
Interdependency is what makes all life thrive.

We are the masters of greed and corruption,
For our future we don't seem to care,
As all life forms now face disruption,
Now's the time to make everyone aware.

Our continued arrogance will bring us all down,
We must acknowledge we are not all seeing,
If we don't we'll be witnessing the death of the clown,
Otherwise titled,

‘' The Human Being ''