I have always wondered
why we take up so much space.
Why we see the world as ours
and not one to share.
I have always wondered at our assured ability
to distinguish weed from flowers.
Why our right to live is greater than
the crow’s, the mosquito’s, the mouse’s.
Why does a human being’s attachment
separate a loved dog from a stray?
What meaning has our actions
when the executor writes the rules?
What right have we to dominate?
A wave is a wave, is a wave.
Dare I say, that life is life.
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