Words build ideas
But civilizations require
Weapons and blood
To survive.
World prefers politicians
Over their poets and philosophers
Who understand human nature
Which poets only know.
We are what we are
Imperfect, and far from
The ideal
We believe in weapons and wars
We have a history
Of serving poison to the best of men,
And assassinating those who held
Truth aloft
Muscles mean far more than wisdom
And weapons far easier to handle
Than men who get
Ideas into their heads
While this world is ruled by magicians
Who can provide tragic relief
After perpetrating their comedies on
Suspectless masses.