A Tribal Poem

There is no Right and Wrong.
And if you think your side is Right, you're wrong.
Because there is no Right and Wrong.

What there is is What Is.
And what is is Tribes.

You love and support your tribe because you are Human.
Without a Tribe, a Human is a Dead Human.
And Humans don't like being Dead, so they prefer Tribes.

Tribes are in competition for survival.
If your Tribe wins, my Tribe might lose.
So I hate your Tribe.
I love my Tribe.

There is no Right Tribe or Wrong Tribe.
There is just My Tribe and Your Tribe.
And Your Tribe is Wrong.