In youth, to live a worthy life,
we’re taught prescriptive principles.
And when we find them insufficient,
we turn perforce to other guidance—
thus augmenting that ancient archive
that helps assure our main survival.
I am a skeptic of advance.
I think it is a giant con.
Half caught between the old and new,
we pant to catch up in a panic.
We seem to put a great reliance
the world without us can’t go on.