Earthlings
Earthlings are both brilliant and moronic,
drinking from a glass a potent tonic.
Devil-angel with free will,
climbing up a self made hill.
Shackled by our rancor throughout history,
the love of saints and gurus set us free.
Made of water dirt and air,
Earth is bound by earnest prayer.
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