9 out of 10 monkeys believe they are not behind glass

We come from the old. The ageless. We are dark. We are lost.
We come to this. This time, before the end of all things.
And we shake our hands at the earth and scream how dare us.
And we shake our hands at the heavens and ask what can we dare.
And we toss our lot with the greater good. Knowing it is filled with fault.
We are the snake charmers without charm. We are the wistful without wit.
We are a contradiction known.
This is the time we say we have found our way.
We think we are the light.
We think we know the path.
We are mistaken.