Can we survive our success
Long enough to achieve a
Functioning immortality
Long enough to learn praises
Worthy of your attention
Words worth knowing
Still just naked apes we scrape
Piss and crap on ourselves
With books on shelves
We stand speaking by fireplaces
To those huddled masses of
Scared and bewildered
Humans who do not understand
Whose lands and materials
Anticipate ownership
Standing there looking down river
The mist lifts and we see deep
A throne where He sleeps
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