down below with all the greats

I was working with the kids

Reading Nietzsche, Majakowski

When a thought occured to me

That I wish I didn‘t have

A desire to be up there:

Down below with all the greats

Scrolling endlessly

The opium den

I chose 

Instead of Yeats

Plugged to two-hour long debates

One discusses,

One berates

And the winner takes it always

Never gives

the stuff he takes