Hence the humanity

Humans tap the earth

As if

Either mother or nature

Cares for us a bit

When rocks are rocks

And all of this

These paganistic

Ritualist rits

Tear fibers and stands of the sky away

As we humans lead

Each our other ones

Astray

As if we know anything at all of dark skies

Or of molten caverns where no man can pass

We are wishes and hopes

Our thoughts a formative gas

And so this we were meant to be

On the outside of a knowing always

Hence the humanity