I am alive.
My mother and father are alive.
They created me.
They helped me.
They keep helping me.
And I help them.
We are a chain.
If any part of the chain breaks
the chain falls apart.
In a soccer team, every player
does something.
In a research group, every researcher
does something.
And if my father, mother or me
didn't exist—
if a goalkeeper, defender or forward
didn't do anything—
if one researcher, only one researcher
didn't do an experiment—
the chain would break.
If a part in a group doesn't exist,
or doesn't help the group,
then there is no group.
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 5:43 AM UTC
I am alive.
My mother and father are alive.
They created me.
They helped me.
They keep helping me.
And I help them.
We are a chain.
If any part of the chain breaks
the chain falls apart.
In a soccer team, every player
does something.
In a research group, every researcher
does something.
And if my father, mother or me
didn't exist—
if a goalkeeper, defender or forward
didn't do anything—
if one researcher, only one researcher
didn't do an experiment—
the chain would break.
If a part in a group doesn't exist,
or doesn't help the group,
then there is no group.
In some African languages (the Nguni Bantu languages), "ubuntu" is a word that usually is translated as "I am because we are". Here, the "am/are" is more related to existence and prosperity, rather than to being something.
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Copyright: Shattentraumer, 2026. Licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 4.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/). Original: https://hellopoetry.com/poems/5256654/ubuntu
