I learned from Russian literatures how a nation can rot
Theirs is still festering
I learned from Nietzsche that if you stare into the abyss you have a chance of becoming the the thing you fight
And oh how we are slowly dying
The spiritual death of a nation goes like this
You
You the people give up on each other
And not hate we always hate each other but we give up on the idea of something beyond us called country
As we destroy it with our tongues
We profess that we are the victim whoa persecution grants us special access to the truth
And we must supplant the normal order for a more rational order
One built by…. You.
What foolish thoughts unable to work with the people in your own life your ideas are nothing
Your hopes and aspirations at changing the order of things is exactly why a nation fails
You call every institution a trap
Rules are no longer good enough
At least for you
other people are to be punished for their disagreement Rules are rules after all
And this is a poem about, You, whoever is experiencing this poem
Here is the lesson of deep time
Humans are the most violent animal
We are the cute critter who ate everything
We invented language and society to flee from our own violent nature
You start fucking with those because you think you are smarter than them you are only doing one thing
Destroying the floodgates of human carnage
Lift the rug up look at the bodies we swept under to make things pretty for ourselves
You want the lesson of the ages
Fundamentally we are a fucked up creature
on our own we are terrible
And it's only inasmuch as you learn how humans have dealt with this truth for 15,000 years that you are capable of correcting what is about to happen
Because once it does you'll learn the truth of this poem
Society falls because people give up on it
No country no home
Just a house in danger from everything
When it goes down do you want weapons or art
A question whose answer reveals this poem is honest and smart