Other Minds

Tis in the gene where being lies
or so I've heard said,
it's the stuff that makes us alive
it also makes us dead!

It compelled us out of oceans
to crawl up on the beach,
gave us bipedal motion
and hands with which to reach,
out to the stars and far beyond
where our being bides,
with thought to wonder, needs be gone,
to seek for other minds.