I have four lags but i don't have hands, my fellow brother baboons have the hands.
deeply i don't understand a human being, every time i am working with my human boss I'm terrified.
how God created a human being, he is able to sing i can't.
he is able to laugh i can't.
he is able to whistle i can't.
He live in a building that is bigger than him i wonder.
Yet one thing i don't see in most humans is thanks giving to the lord who created both of us.
God favoured you a human being.
Don't stress yourself some of cant fly but you created a machine that can.
some of us can't run with such a maximum speed, you created a train.
give thanks to the Lord for how you were created thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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