Who Are We? Poem by Naveed Akram

Who are we?
Are we humans that have made ourselves provisions?
The hierarchy results in collisions
And we are unique, in the way we were.
The zebra is like a page of writing,
And we do not write like animals.
Our character is defined by the sun,
Making tools is our lust and our shade.
Let feelings be ridding us of pride
For this emotion is so huge that we suffer.
Occupy levels pleasing to the human soul.