To eat and not be eaten
Are life’s odds to be beaten.
Just ask a gnu
Found in a zoo
And he’ll tell you
A cage does not life sweeten.
To thrive and stay alive
The purpose of this human hive,
None here to eat us,
Just us to beat us
In games that complete us
With our drive to survive.
Is our cage a fight or a flight
From wars we dream up at night
All safe in our beds
All lost in our heads
We lock in our dreads
That our behavior's not quite right?
Sanity in the natural realm
Is knowing to heel to the helm,
When it changes go with it
To not is to myth it
Coming about, you might miss it
And let the boom your head overwhelm.
Sanity in the city is such a pity
Nodding yes and looking pretty
The helm is under lock
The ship’s aground on rock
The only boom’s in bombs and stock
Intelligent design by committee.
The way out is clear and here,
Mind’s distorted by our fear
If I hit you and you don’t hit back
I will await your impending attack
Until the proverbial cows come back
While you’re at the pub sharing beer.
All we need is food and shelter
Not factories' and cities' helter-skelter
Heating up the atmosphere
Herding up the sheep to shear
For profits taken far from here
By the elites who own the smelter.