Imagine for a moment, that you are not you
I am not me, we aren’t who we think we are
Instead each one of us is a Cell so Brand New
Breathing life on a Planet spinning around a Star.
Understand, that Earth is the True form of Life
And we’re merely unconscious cells confused
About who we are, or what’s the greater good
While living in self-interest or as per our latest mood.
If we realise how trillions of cells in our bodies
Work together to make Us come Alive
Eye cells to see, heart cells to beat
Skin cell to feel, lung cell to breathe.
Likewise, We, are single cells to this mighty earth
Born out of her and to go back into her dirt
Some working to build, others to teach
Some toiling to clean, and others to heal
The forests her lungs, Seasons are like breath
She scratches an itch, it causes earthquakes
She sneezes a bit, for us hurricanes
A runny nose for her, time and again
We call it a tsunami, snow-storm or torrential rain.
Every global war, a tiny cut on her skin
She cries at the sight of blood, oozing from within
When groups of her cells conspire against each other
To fight their own father or kill their own brother
While ignoring how it’ll hurt their sister or Mother
To her, it’s all just a bad day, filled with hurt and pain
What humanity is to her, allow me to explain.
If you closely look at earthly time scales
From microbes to mammals, from snails to the whales
She’s been Alive for more than 3 billion years
And she’ll live for another 3, Her end is not near.
On her time scale, if we are to relate with her
Think a 100 million years as 1 Earthly year
She’s a lovely lady who’s 30 something old
Who will live another 30, before she finally folds.
Now, life as Humanity only stretches back
To a few hundred thousand years only
A tiny mutation, a unique DNA hack
Humans born out of monkeys!
Now if we take care of our surrounds,
It is believed that we will be around
For a few hundred thousand more
That’s all that humanity is has in store
Now compare that, on the Earthly time scale
In her life All Humanity is just. One Day.
All the religions, all the beliefs
All progress, saints and thieves
Kings and slaves, cowards and the brave
Industry, internet, the latest tech wave.
All of it’s just half a day for earth, a fine evening
It’s like she’s wearing us as temporary clothing
A fashionable fabric, she’s to wear at a party
But with us on her mind, she’s gotten a little nasty
Smoking cigarettes and drinking wine
Our factories, spoiling her air and water divine.
Now You and I, with our decades-long lives
Just a few hurried blinks of her pretty eyes
Seventeen seconds to be exact
That’s what we mean to her in-fact.
But when it is all over
She won’t even have a hangover
When her next day dawns
She’ll evolve to be better than ever
All our wrong doings to serve her as memory
To evolve anew and revive her lost glory
She’ll wake out of us, and shake us away
As an old cloth, a sad thought, a bad day
Or if we’re good, she might just let us stay
The day when this realisation dawns
That you and I, we’re insignificant pawns
Just playing our tiny part in a long infinite game
Which to her is just One day, Humanity it’s name
Right now she’s got a little fever
We call it global warming
To her, just a few degrees higher
For us, a life-death warning
Our planet will continue to live
No matter what we do or don’t as well
What will perish is each of us
As per the life cycle of a single cell.
So damn with ‘save the planet’ slogans
To think like that is just too arrogant
When all we can do is save men and women
Save animals and trees, and help our children.
So to conclude would be thus
What we can all, as cells come to learn
Is to first, think of her well-being before us
And come together to work as One.
