A part of us must always remain
a Wild Animal in a dangerous game.
Another part strives to be a Person,
kind and fair, civilized and sane.
Mind, help me define a line
where Animal and Person dance well,
where my innermost Soul can climb
like a thriving twining vine.
The Tribes are fighting now
over where those lines be drawn.
In a world of billions and billions
will it really be knives at dawn?