This island we call the world
Is not, but who does not fear
The shame of having been wrong
About the nature of things?
Ants are flying in the shade.
Once there existed a text
Apparently extolling
The victories of a tribe
As victories of their god
Before setbacks caused the tribe
To reimagine their god
Creator of the cosmos,
Impossible to defeat.
Ants! We can't fly long enough!
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