Long after our kind is gone,
and the soil has turned into dust and sand,
Dawns will break as the mango tree yawns,
and the rain will still fall just as planned.
No other creature, be it plant or animal, demonstrates arrogance like we do. The way we carry on every day, a visitor to our planet might think, that we believe Earth will die at the precise moment the last human draws his or her final breath, but we’re not exactly the most adaptable species, are we? Most would die of starvation or thirst within the first week of being stranded in the desert. We even throw child-like fits when the WiFi goes out. The world will keep spinning onward without us long after we’re gone, so the real question is, how much time do we have left?