At Sciocidad.

Galen sang songs and played a long-necked guitar at the same time, in front of more than fifty children aged below ten.

“A world where

Cubs play

Grasses sway

Seekers pray

Fools fray

Donkeys bray

Wolves prey

And lions say

In their own way

Is the one

We all live in.”

Once a song finished, she explained its meaning to them in just as soothing a voice.

“The drift of this song is this, little flowers…” Galen expounded on her song. “Cubs are children like yourselves. Grasses are the people who do their job and move according to the way the world pushes them. Seekers are the religious ones with faith. Fools are the ones who rub themselves and fight and quarrel with others. Donkeys are those who work extra hard for everything. Wolves are those who prey upon the rest be it in groups or alone. And last but not least, the lions are the ones that speak through their actions. All these beings breathe the same air, but they all live and act in their own ways, every soul unique in its