We live in harmony. With order.
You live in turmoil. No order.
We do not actively kill eachother.
You take your lives in war.
And then you decided
to take ours.
You make us play the court jester,
so we can make you laugh,
just so we can eat.
We do not ask you for such.
A few of you treat us well when you contain us,
trying to learn more of us while keeping us healthy.
We appreciate that.
We like your contact.
But we also like your respect.
Those of us who know not the wild,
happily dwell in your confinements,
without regret.
But those of us of the wild,
we like you,
but we like our
freedom too.
Until you choose to learn from us,
in our world,
You will understand little of us.
We have learned your ways.
Now,
Learn ours.

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