Our ancestors were born very long ago,
Even before Krakatoa decided to grow.
We’re much older than you, why you’ve just arrived,
Why’s the world a hostage to the trivial and contrived?
Who gains from all these ritualistic confusions?
And who loses consenting to these perpetual delusions?
What's the world feel like for those so often left behind,
Besieged by malaria, dengue fever, contagious diseases and blind,
And ignored by too much of self-indulgent mankind?
The world looks very different from high in the trees,
So who's exactly wiser than all of the seas?
And kings look no different than anyone else in the crowd,
Who are they kidding pretending to be proud?
Must we choose between death or the bars of some zoo?
So we decided to leave, it was difficult to do!
By : Donald Noss Jr. - Rocky River, Ohio
Thanks to : thecleverminkies
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