I think I could turn and live awhile
with the animals ... they are so placid
I stand and look at them sometimes half
the day long.
They do not sweat and whine about their
They do not lie awake in the dark and
weep for their sins,
They do not make me sick discussing
their duty to God,
Not one is dissatisfied ... not one is
demented with the mania of owning
Not one kneels to another nor to his
kind that lived thousands of years ago,
Not one is respectable or industrious
over the whole earth.