It’s very odd to think we all <br />Live out our lives on a spinning ball <br />Along with creatures strange and various— <br />The situation sounds precarious! <br />We share our lot with lice and rats, <br />With things that fly, like birds and bats <br />And savage sharks that live in water <br />Maintaining life by daily slaughter. <br />We’re all up there in empty space <br />Flying along at a breathless pace, <br />And where we’re going no-one knows, <br />It’s best not to worry I suppose.<br /><br />Pete Crowther<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-earthly-condition/
