Beneath the vast and golden savannah vast,
Elephants and lions find in chaos, their feast fast.
Behold, to this wild theatre, men with hearts so dark,
Blend with beasts in bloody dance, leaving raw, their stark mark.
In pursuit of lost shepherd, his flock in disarray,
Investors keen to restore Altman, they fervently pray.
In the realm of AI's might and intellectual fray,
They yearn for their leader's return, to right the astray.
A troubling breed of thieves with audacious intent,
Through yonder walls they crash with rage, on plunder bent.
Man-made chariots into bulwarks they send,
In this new moon madness, what path does it portend?
