I wonder why
we separate ourselves so
from the idea that
we are no more than
Another species
another child of the
Earth and stars.
Isn't it enough to
Belong, to be apart of
a miracle
We believe we are
The smartest. We consider
ourselves the rulers, yet
we have become blind
to the needs of our kingdom
We are still searching
for the lore we misplaced...
If we pursued our instincts,
Lived in the moment, grasped the trails of life, and reconnected with a world forgotten, would we have this crisis?
Is this knowledge, these
new-found capabilities,
A blessing...
Or a curse.

We force our customs upon
others, dispose of them,
steal their volition if they
Repent, when we should be
Listening.
Of all the skills we claim to
Posses, there is a sensitivity,
An understanding
We lack, or have lost.
While we spend our days in labs,
looking in immoral places,
we should dig within our past
And rediscover the bond
That fellow animals still protect
They do not try
This connection is who they are,
and who we could be
Again...
A dream that outlives
Us all
I wonder