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Cancer

Who are we to say we’re better?

 

Who are we to say we’re more

 

declare ourselves the overseers

 

and rulers of the world we know?

 

Why can’t we see that each life is precious?

 

Why don’t we understand the truth

 

that no matter where it comes from

 

each life deserves to live?

 

We **** the earth.

 

We **** her creatures.

 

We even **** our own.

 

Humanity has become a cancer

 

draining life out of the world.

 

Some of us try to stop the damage,

 

to cure the earth of her disease

 

but the only way to fix this problem

 

would be to cure her of ourselves.

 

Other creatures live together

 

a perfect balance with their world

 

but humans can never understand

 

that each life affects us all.

 

We feel so disconnected.

 

We think we’re each in this alone.

 

If we could realize we’re part of nature

 

all our problems would be solved.

 

We will have to learn compassion

 

and respect for all the world.

 

We will have to be more selfless

 

than we ever thought we could.

 

For if we don’t abandon our old ways

 

if we can’t move beyond our past

 

we ensure our own destruction.

 

The earth will cure herself of us.

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