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.
Copyright © James Rasmusson | Year Posted 2011
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