Lair

You’re an ape, a kind of ape.
There is no one to judge you
Who is not a kind of ape.

To judge kinds of apes is what
Your kind of apes group to do.
That’s what puts the fear in you.

You need your kind, some of them,
While few of your kind need you.
True, you don’t need most of them,

But you sense you need them more
Then you would like to. They fear
Much the same fears as you do,

But that won’t save you. Poor beast,
Full of mind, mind full of thoughts
And tales in which beasts judge you.

How can you let go of them
And not jump from life, from you,
From view? Hide in us. We do.