At least I'm human

I have these encounters
with creatures of some intelligents.

Not sure if im awake
or dreaming

but how can you tell really.

Their appearance is welcoming.
Some can even be captivating.
Beautiful.

They talk and I understand.

They eat.
Shit.
Sleep.
Fuck.

Some I like more than others.

They believe in a thing they call love
Apparently It is supposed to be highly regarded.

They try to find a meaning to their lives.
They try to find a purpose.
a way out.

Many I have talked to Look to the sky for they're meaning.
Their purpose.

Others just eat.
shit.
sleep.
fuck.

They bicker and complain
over how things should be.

And even start wars over their differences

I ask myself
How could this be?
How could they live like this?
are they mad?

I take a deep breath.

But they are just creatures...

savages..

At least Im human.