TOWARD WISDOM IV
Smart we are, and clever to extremes,
Capable of hatching many schemes
That benefit our ill-considered aims—
Until our machinations end in flames.
There’s something we have yet to cultivate
To lead our species to a happier fate
Than that catastrophe we now foresee:
The wisdom to ensure our liberty.
For all our science is not sapience:
Mere know-how should not dictate our intents,
But well-considered values set a course
That leads to happiness and not remorse.
We’ll know at last that end for which we’re meant
When Homo sapiens grows sapient.