Mortality

Do we move round the earth,
Pretending that we belong,
And existing is,
Our right by default,
By birth,
Who made us lord and master,
Over others,
Different skins,
Different colours,
Who made us king,
And others slaves,
Who made us us,
We could have been simply,
For a sliver of time,
One tiny entity the sea,
Borne amidst the waves,
Only to sink again,
Beneath mortal gates.

~Rei Shiori