Ugly, ugly, giant bags of mostly water.

Male and female,
old and young -
clever monkeys
making fire from sun.

Too clever by far
to hear angels hark,
but the primitive urge
still warns of the dark.

So, when we explore
and we fly into space,
and we take the remains
of the stone circled race -

let’s try to be kind
and somewhat aware
that unlike Columbus
there IS someone there.