We, The Human

He hunts like a lion
With its sharp jaw
Just not with the fur
And evil claws

He swims like a fish
With its strong flipper
Just not with the gills
And powerful fin

He flies like an eagle
With its tough wings
Just not with the feathers
And light weight

He runs like a cheetah
With its energitic legs
Just not with the fours
And sense of light

He gathers herbs like a rabbit
With its good nature
Just not with the quickness
And sensitive ears

He plays like two apes
With their tugging hearts
Just not with peace and joy
And all the excitement

He thinks like a dolphin
With its brilliant head
Just not slowly and well
And with the heart

He talks like a dog
With words and wisdom
Just not with gentleness
And protective judgment

He is a human
Built of animal flesh
And the power to strike
No matter the fact

He is an animal
With a brain to build
And hands to make the
World dissolve to pieces

Why was he given the
Choice of flesh or herb?
It strikes nature that
Man decided the world
Should be destroyed

Nevertheless nature thrives
Trying to win against its
Enemy: the two-footed animal
We call human