Chains for the Weak
If you hold a gun and I hold a gun,
we can talk about law.
If you hold a knife and I hold a knife,
we can talk about rules.
If you come empty-handed and I come empty-handed,
we can talk about reason.
But if you have a gun and I only have a knife,
then the truth lies in your hands.
If you have a gun and I have nothing,
what you hold isn't just a weapon — it's my life.
The concepts of law, rules, and morality
only hold meaning when they are based on equality.
The harsh truth of this world is that when money speaks,
truth goes silent.
And when power speaks,
even money takes three steps back.
Those who create the rules
are often the first to break them.
Rules are chains for the weak,
tools for the strong.
In this world, anything good must be eradicated,
because goodness breeds defiance, and defiance threatens order.
There is no mercy.
There is no justice.
There is only the will to dominate,
and the silence of those who fall.
Truth is whatever I decide it to be.
Morality is the weapon of the defeated.
And in the end, everything bends… or it breaks.
Copyright © Dan Bressers | Year Posted 2025
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