The Age

The eye of the elders,
Is said to be sharp as of the Eagle,
And with wisdom they feather,
And find path even in the Jungle.

But now the Sun has come,
And at this time has gone,
The Moon of the noon has come,
And at now has gone.

The youth now as wise as serpent,
The Age of strength as of Rhino,
The Age of the Elders spent,
But shall we abandon the trouble of the Rhino?

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