NJP+Having+choices+prefer+the+folly+of+fools.

I think this line is significant in the poem, one, because it basically gives the theme of the entire poem, in my opinion; and two, because of how true it is. Humanity has a gift, a great gift; a gift like no other in the known history of our planet as of yet. Scientifically speaking,we are far beyond the mental ability of the next runner-up species; we communicate through languages, we build shelter, we control our food supply, we have a currency, we have life-saving technologies, and, most of all, we have broken the system of natural selection. We no longer abide by natures rules, which makes us far more advanced than any other living species on the planet. (although, in my PERSONAL opinion, I think were pretty dumb). And, evidently, so does the writer. This line is talking about how, despite the fact that we have the ability to do such wonderful, magical things, we waste our intelligence by making devestating weapons to kill our own kind, we waste our lives working just to get paid, we laze around while we pollute the planet that has so generously given us our lives, and worst of all, we refuse to learn. This is all what just those seven words said to me, and impacted me the most in the entire poem.