The Insignificant Animal

It is ok.
It is ok to just exist.
It is ok to not succeed
It is ok to not achieve
It is ok to not have a job
It is ok to not have too much money
It is ok to live life
It is ok to be happy by just being

Cos that's how we were meant to be!
It is us, humans who
Started off as an atom or two
Who was no different
From the chimpanzees, the baboons, the elephant!
Who spoke no complex language
Who bothered not to write down anything
Left nothing but paw prints on the earth
Went around for food searching

The same humans who,
Are now proud of the things we do.
The things that led to us
Defining our own acts
Leaving no longer prints of our feet,
But those of carbon in repeat.
The same acts that now makes us differentiate
Between us and others
Amongst ourselves
Within ourselves
We have our highs and lows
Of greater and lesser mortals
Where we no longer remember where we came from
What we did, What we didn't

When life was one
Living beings were all the same
The earth was beautiful and abundant
Providing for every species without a name

Who were You? Who was I?
We were all specs of dirt that came by
Brought together by nature
To be one with it in future

We have no identity, no we don't.
We are but sparks of energy that survive till we won't.

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The Promise

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