Humans speak of each other like they would a monster.
They whisper in the halls, both the whisper and like the highschool girl clutching her bag, they whisper.
Too many teeth, they say. Because that’s what Humans had that problem for a very long time. Too many teeth that required too much of everything.
Too much land, too much food, too much air. Always eating, always filling the void.
They remove and claw at their gums until they are bloody and raw, because their tears don’t reach down to sooth it.
Some accept, because they know that this is what nature gave them and they either work around it or use it too eat others. Some hate their too many teeth, but these are the ignorant, they whine and cry, because they don’t truly see the through their shallow eyes.
They whisper about Humans like they would a friend. Happy and cheerful, they brought a new concept into this chaotic animal kingdom: mercy.
They battled, and killed, and fought for those whiny children. They turn their battle wary eyes upwards, and tilt their heads in thought.
Humanity is a creature.
Think of this: a great beast, with too many scars, too old and too deep, with skin too pale or too bleached by centuries. Too many teeth that hurts when they try to hide that from themselves by tucking them in.
Too sad eyes, that hide a too great minds of philosophers, and old greek tales.
Dark beast that tear through everything, and rip and rip through skin and bones.
Think of a gentle being, a tree for the newborn bird, slow and graceful, knowledge pledge into their tongue.
Heed these words: don’t judge history with your era’s eyes.
Thousands of years ago, mercy is a concept they can’t accept, too much famine, too much death, maybe in the bright future they could.
Look back, and reflect, think if this, I beg you, place their shoes upon your feet. Their ignorance is theirs, not yours.
Remeber your place, because this creature is scraping and limping through this lonely planet. And don’t forget, and think of this loney creature.