We're mammals;
Walking, talking, thinking.
We're animals.
Upright, articulable, sophisticated.
Yet, we pay little respect,
Fret more then reflect;
For an ancestor we all share
And yet share more in neglect!
What long ways to have come
To have gone so little distance;
To be ever farther than before,
But to have done really so very little!
I talk about our planet!
I talk about all those who inhabit!
It's a rotten mess that's been made.
Each blemish, every scar, all the stains
Marked & soaked into each & every page!
Many great recessions & regressions,
Degradations & destructions-
That's what we offer everything.
But I digress from the apathy,
For it is better thought to think of change.
What beauty nature must have been,
Even understanding the difficulty
Of life prior to our modernity.
Years & years ago, hundreds & thousands,
When natural life was more abundant.
"When we were slaves to nature!"
"When all was bountiful & liberated!"
"When we were aching & starving!"
"When all was free & meritable!"
It's all perspective,
But are they all really mutually exclusive?
Like the popular philosophies of a moment
Fluctuating with the pass of time.
From good to bad,
Like stored food going spoiled.
From growth to decay,
Like rust on metal forming.
Yet, it's just change.
Yet, those are just oddities.
Everyday examples
Because of our lifestyles.
Those things exhibited being indicative
Of perspective on the nature of "change."
Good, bad.
It's by an individual basis.
Balance between any individual & its environment
Is essential for that individual to maintain.
At the same time, being a product of its environment,
To what magnitude, if any, does any individual actually have a responsibility to?
It's by an individual basis?
But every species is a part of,
In one way or another,
A collective of that species.
Their effects, how they affect,
Can be counted cumulative.
But it all sure is beautiful.
Apr 20, 2025
Apr 20, 2025 at 5:27 PM UTC
We're mammals;
Walking, talking, thinking.
We're animals.
Upright, articulable, sophisticated.
Yet, we pay little respect,
Fret more then reflect;
For an ancestor we all share
And yet share more in neglect!
What long ways to have come
To have gone so little distance;
To be ever farther than before,
But to have done really so very little!
I talk about our planet!
I talk about all those who inhabit!
It's a rotten mess that's been made.
Each blemish, every scar, all the stains
Marked & soaked into each & every page!
Many great recessions & regressions,
Degradations & destructions-
That's what we offer everything.
But I digress from the apathy,
For it is better thought to think of change.
What beauty nature must have been,
Even understanding the difficulty
Of life prior to our modernity.
Years & years ago, hundreds & thousands,
When natural life was more abundant.
"When we were slaves to nature!"
"When all was bountiful & liberated!"
"When we were aching & starving!"
"When all was free & meritable!"
It's all perspective,
But are they all really mutually exclusive?
Like the popular philosophies of a moment
Fluctuating with the pass of time.
From good to bad,
Like stored food going spoiled.
From growth to decay,
Like rust on metal forming.
Yet, it's just change.
Yet, those are just oddities.
Everyday examples
Because of our lifestyles.
Those things exhibited being indicative
Of perspective on the nature of "change."
Good, bad.
It's by an individual basis.
Balance between any individual & its environment
Is essential for that individual to maintain.
At the same time, being a product of its environment,
To what magnitude, if any, does any individual actually have a responsibility to?
It's by an individual basis?
But every species is a part of,
In one way or another,
A collective of that species.
Their effects, how they affect,
Can be counted cumulative.
But it all sure is beautiful.