I always wonder about everything non-human,
Yet I think I know all about humans.

I know everything can kill me,
Yet I think I am superior as a human.

I think that I am flexible,
Yet I hate to be out of control as a human.

I create weapons of destruction,
Just to misuse them on other humans.

I sometimes care more for animals
Than my own fellow human.

We think we have advanced,
When really we have fallen farther than other humans.

I am always afraid of intangible things,
Yet I hurt other humans.

Sometimes I think, “Caleb stop it. They aren’t worth it.”
But it all comes back to humans.


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