It is just dead!
Dust to dust.
The living part is a misconceived notion.
A case of mistaken identity.
I know what Man has done to us.
I have spent time with them.
They see us as dust.
Some thing to be wiped away.
They do not love us, nor do they hate us.
We are nothing to them, not even a thing.
As far as they are concerned, we do not exist.
Therefore any thing good or bad, right or wrong does not matter.
We see ourselves as already alive.
A birth, a life and a death.
They look at us as already dead.
No birth, no life and no death.
A never was.
Just some thing to build with.