Governance
When men gather to make the laws and settle the day, all seems safe and comforting and well- There are disagreements between them as always, but compromise is always the quest-
But when men hold themselves above this thesis is when dangerous demons will not quell-
It is now for all to stand up against these non truths, never relinquishing to rest-
But when the demons have erupted, they will not easily be dismissed-
They will say they are helping the common man, which most will believe-
Only some will realize the deception, and look back sadly at past days missed-
Then all become restless seeing the true nature of these beasts, bringing final desolution and grief-
Then comes bloodshed and chaos until the next band of men appear, promising help and change- And once again the cycle begins with hope and inspiration for all to feast-
How would the endless cycle be stopped, with thinkers only purveying the same old range- Alas it cannot and will not be haulted, because the nature of man is ruled by its beast-
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