Kant Incriminated
Reason insufficient, put no man above the law
And to instigate
To aid and abet in any form of hate
Is a fundamental conspiracy
Against his own exalted view
Of the savage transformed to deity by reason.
I cannot speak of St. Bartholome's massacre
But I know revulsion
For five females raped, the youngest only eight.
Blood drips from that philosophy
Without balm or cross
That by subtle argument construe
Men who knew the difference between wrong and right
Performed this gruesome deed by cover of night
I cannot trust the lofty exaltation
Of the savage and his barbarity to volition
Something more sinister and more dark
Something meaning that rebellion
A greater purpose than reason can opine
Is significant man's madness all the time
O Kant, I lay it at your door
Mal es el nombre primero
You are neither god nor with us
And its more than reason that you are dust
Death is no aesthetic illusion
But I have seen since the Enlightenment
Men crawling up and down in delusion
Finding scraps after scraps
All your freedom is anarchy
While they are strangled
In your brain numbing conspiracy
Exalting the fall to a greater throne.
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