My only elders are the mushrooms,
The network that connects us with the earth.
You are older, yes.
But none can be wiser.
In a world of right and wrong
one group will succeed over another –
but the World is not black and white,
Even if that’s what you see.
We all fall in line –
You cannot claim you’re on top –
When there is no top.
What useless mountain are you climbing?
You asked, and broke the single rule.
We do not behave this way –
turns out the man is a child,
move along your way.