I think, therefore I am
Our claim to
Fame
We pretend to the throne
Rats fighting for the
Cheese
  
Man walks on
Conquering with
Bullets and
Spears
Trying to control the world
Waiting to be
Washed
Away
  
We invent new toys
New balls of
Yarn
We swat and push
Crawl behind a
Bush
   
On we go to
Higher
Cannibalism
Faking love and God
Live a better
Death
  
Dust to dust
Is all we
Have
Merely mimicking
All the
Rest

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