For five million years
Our system sketched in stone
Etched by our sacred tradition
By the warring states
We attribute eons of our existence
To beast and rodent.
Although on both sides of the mirror
We remain so alike
Take common need, a human creed and
Adaptation ensues
Time
Is an artificial device
Invisible cage that imprisons us
Bend the bars, break the cycle of tradition
But never forget
To appreciate
Let us remember our roots
As we ascertain methods to ward the tomb
Abandon our feuds
And open our minds to the sun