Remnants of the forests that carpeted the land
Remnants of the glaciers that carved with a steady hand
Remnants of the bison herds that roamed across the plains
Remnants of the pigeon flocks that darkened skies for days
We fight and we scramble
We crawl on our knees
We cry and we panic
We stumble blindly
We search for remnants of what we used to be
Remnants of a language that we used to speak
Remnants of emotions that we used to feel
Remnants of a consciousness that we cannot perceive
Remnants of the turtles that crawled upon the shore
Remnants of the salmon shoals that choked the river’s roar
Remnants of amphibian, of pachyderm and ape
Remnants of crustacean, of reptile and invertebrate
We fight and we scramble
We crawl on our knees
We cry and we panic
We stumble blindly
We search for remnants of what we used to be
Remnants of a language that we used to speak
Remnants of emotions that we used to feel
Remnants of a consciousness that we cannot perceive
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