Humans
What a strange, contradictory creature we are.
Look back at our history and it’s easy to believe we are inherently cruel. We wage the same bloody wars over and over, as if memory is something we lose with every generation. But look closer, and you’ll find our tenderness, too. We care for the broken. We raise our voices for the oppressed. We build sanctuaries out of nothing.
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We destroy, and then we mend. We burn down forests for profit, only to turn around and plant seedlings in the ash. We empty and choke the seas, then spend our lives diving into the dark to restore the coral. We break things, and then we weep as we try to fix them. We are the fire and the water all at once.
So are we actually evolving, or are we just running in place? Is our progress real, or is it always one step forward, followed by three steps back into the dark?
How are we still stuck on basic mercy? How are we still debating whether people deserve to have a roof over their heads, food in their stomachs, and fabric on their bodies? Why do we still question a person’s right to their own body? Why must love still prove its worth against hatred?
If we are capable of so much grace, why do we let greed blind us every single time? Will we ever learn to live in harmony, or will history just keep spinning in circles until there is nothing left of us to save?
