The Dawn of Humanity’s Twilight

City is burning

Embers fall throughout the night

Burnt ashes of a homestead

Human flesh fertilizes soil after it sails through the air on its flight

Who has the authority?

Who has the right?

Machiavelli in The Prince

Endorsed it from his sight

The imposition of law

Governance to make things right

Can still manipulate the laws

And still make us fight

As in a society

A military uses its might

So does a single person

wronging another out of spite

An eye for an eye

The two wrongs that don’t make a right

Only love can conquer the world

Not a soldier and his smite

Whosoever dwelith in this world

Look back and use your hindsight

If we continue on this path

Till be the dawn of humanity’s twilight


DCG

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