the longer one
lives and thinks
the more
the first twenty-five years
of learning
of experience
can be discarded
the second twenty-five years
can be totally disregarded
because now everybody around you is smarter
or are the smartest you'll ever meet
the third twenty-five years
make a return to some sort of infantilism possible,
its sleep destroyed by war
because now you can overlook the landscape
and appreciate that your garden was planted
with real flowers
with real eatable vegetables
with real -albeit left-over
bird song
while humanity keeps on preaching and hating
and warring and marching
to where?