No religion, no country, no territorial boundary,

This world can be a place like no other.

No rule parts to play,

No currencies, no need for a job.

We are not humans here,

We are like an orbiting species taking its role as it is.

Part of nature, equal to all the species yet to live.

What else can we give?

To a world who has it all?

God moves in mystery, they say.

But there’s no Gods here,

There’s no one for us to pray,

We all are preys,

Rotating towards who’s the next to eat,

And what would be our meal.

No police to keep it in order,

There isn’t any border.

This is our home,

The sky is the limit.

A kindred spirit bustling around,

And where we left to die

Will be our holy ground.

 

Text Prompt

Write a poem about a world that is not this one.

 

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