A Mouse To Man

Poem By Sandra Osborne

A mouse
is nothing but
a small
animal of the world.
Tis thus an
insignificant part
of all the world,
no more.

A man
is like
unto a mouse,
for he is nothing but,
a small
animal of the universe.
Tis thus an
insignificant part
of all the universe,
no more.

Comments about A Mouse To Man

Hundred percent truth what you say, but still man out of his ego feels that he is superior to all the creatures.
You sure hit the nail on the head, but sadly the way man has treated his fellow man, and his natural environment, we obviously don't really recognize just how small and insignificant we really are. Great job. Best regards, Brian.
I really don't know where to begin. This poem explains it perfectly. Man is a small animal in the universe. Too bad he don't seem to realise that though :) thanks sandra
After reading your poem i feel like a itty, bitty ant, but you speak the truth we are a small thing, inthe universe Warm regards allan


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