Animal

We are
animals.
Civilization,
thousands of
years in the
making.
The animal,
millions of
years in
the making.
Animal instincts 
etched into
each cell
of our being.
Survival,
procreation, 
deeply
embedded 
into our 
souls.
We think
ourselves
 apart from,
superior,
but we are 
animals,
just like the rest.
Civilization 
in constant 
war with the
animal.
The rules of the
jungle 
do not
square 
with the
rules of 
civilization.
Millions
of years
versus
thousands.
The instincts 
of the animal 
difficult to
mollify.
We think 
ourselves 
superior.
We are
animals.

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