This thing, this creation, life all around,
to meet its ends and settle its ground
pretends for a while to be you or me
It moves the same for a fish in the sea

We learn. Just enough to finish our work
Eating, gaining, making more
Knowledge beyond this threatens the beast
Power to take control of the feast

We’ve gained it now. Shadows grow
Monkeys. Monkeys have stolen the show

– JW Marsh