Our Human Race
Our human race has kept its place
in evolutionary pace
amid the species that have sprung
from earthly parentage among
some vanishing without a trace.
A quest for home in outer space
in lieu of earth in madcap chase
is pushing to the brink far-flung
our human race.
A world will mirror dwellers’ face.
Lest earthlings suffer fall from grace
‘unwept, unhonored, and unsung’,
yet may we speak in global tongue
and learn in living to embrace
our human race.
~ Harley White
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The poem is a rondeau…
Quote from “The Lay of the Last Minstrel” (1805), by Walter Scott…
Copyright © Harley White | Year Posted 2022
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