Foot Soldiers

What I see is an army of fools treading tread ground.
Moving towards an abyss where they believe there might be light.
Fools!
Answers learnt.
Enlightenment supposedly attained.
Fools Cherished.
Questions asked to the 'knowledgable '.
Obeyance.
Servitude.
Foot soldiers worshipped for the great snail beings that they deem themselves to be.

I laugh at the fools who are all so serious about the funny rott and are jovial about all that holds dear meaning.

I laugh because I was one of them.
Or am I their leader brother sir?