swing mankind
see the stars
from the treetops
while the ants
everywhere
scavange
wandering
lost except for
scent trails

Delivered
from scavenging
we strive
to improve tribes

with imbuing synergy
like the stuff of bananas
or impromptu showers
in an asylum
leaving one wet with spirit

Free up realities
from the trees
while ants scavenge
following scents,
strive to improve tribes
and leave them wet with spirit
This warms like a banana.