The naked ape has no robes,
no crown on kingly head
with arrogance that astounds.
The beastly fear is of being
unthroned by artificial intelligence
it created to boosts its power,
on the third planet from its puny sun
which is just a speck of dust, a grain of sand
in the array of billions of stars
on the beach and dirt of the universe.
The naked ape claims to
know all there is to know about everything
despite its infinitesimally small size,
influence and consequence.
The emperor has no clothes,
and there's nothing or no one,
here or out there,
to tell the king of beasts
otherwise.
Truth
a heavy burden
speaking loudest
from exile
The distance
and confinement
like a magnet
to iron
Imploding
within you
when ready
for travel
The weight
of
delivery
— the roar of the lion
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
Gaia is the Earth's mother and keeper,
guarding, shielding, protecting the future.
Gaia is fed up with humans as kings;
Earth is a mess with ecosystem dings.
Humans out of control, are now a sore;
endless fighting, threatening nuclear war.
Gaia must act before it's far too late,
to choose a new king of beasts to create.
Primates societies are too weak,
too dependent on politic's critique.
So Gaia looked at social insect clans,
with their stable, safe, old monarchy brands.
So it was a choice between the top three:
the ant, the termite and the social bee.
In the end it was the ants that were crowned
as new king of beasts; a choice well-founded.
Incalculable power a god given wealth,
With paws and claws and incredible jaws;
He makes the rules and the hunting laws.
The little one to stray,becomes his prey;
He'll sleep at night and wait for food in the day.
His brides do seek the food to slay,
Leaving the king to roll and play.
Always proud to be head of the pride,
The food that's left,he'll carefully hide.
Although with stealth and extremely strong,
It's the hunter who knows,he'll do some wrong.
Shot in the head with a bullet of lead....
End on a rug at the side of some bed.
--- Princefreakasso
(Artist and Poet)