Falling

I Wonder

I often wonder,

when did we actually

become human?

There's a thin line

separating animal

and human.

Both are beautiful,

But destuctive 

to themselves.

It's a beautiful mess really.

Humans can hate 

so easily.

Controled by

rage and revenge.

They have a need 

to hurt and destroy 

anything that gets in their way.

Showing no mercy.

But they have the

need to love as well.

And the same need 

to be loved.

The need to take

one in their arms,

and never let go.

Protecting them 

from all harm.

No matter what it takes.

That's the thing though,

some animals,

just don't care.

They say,

"It's a dog eat dog world,

you're on your own.

Ya look out for you,

and only you.

Or ya get your throat slit."

They leave their young

to fend for themselves.

Because that's

all they know.

All the

might ever know.

Then again,

isn't that we do as well?

Killling eachother 

over what?

A piece of land?

Respect?

Ownership?

A name?

Useless things really.

We may never know,

maybe we already do.

Who knows?

I just wonder,

when did we become more?

When did we decide

enough was enough,

that we needed to change?

Do you know?