If we’re to live beyond these awful times,
Transcending our insane, appalling crimes
Against each other and our bio-kin,
How must we change and where do we begin?
Or is it up to Nature to select
That strain of us by which Earth can correct
The errors of our ego-centric ways,
The reason that our wayward species strays?
Self-centered and malignant as a cell
Devouring all its neighbors just to swell
Into a tumor bound for suicide,
Such ones Earth’s providence cannot abide.
From all our kind, which sort will Nature cull?
The Universal Individual.