Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
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Only humans – leave the Earth itself intact)) Let cockroaches and rats live and reproduce on it... and wage a new World War among themselves:D