The meaning of conscious
Of sentience
Of a level of being
A level of meaning
That transcends the inorganic
And earns the rights of the humans
Is something that ought be accorded
To every living thing
But what about plants
You’d be right to then ask
How can we legitimately
Harvest and feast
Upon these living creatures fellow
You’d be such a beast
And I’d say I don’t know
Even what consciousness is
Whether it qualifies
As a qualifier of sorts
So sleep on it I will
And my dreams will inform
How do I look at you
Sweet potato
Cherry tomato
Lettuce
Roman Ryan 