Thursday, May 09, 2019

There is no Why




We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans
Sophists and laymen just cluster round us
We speak in lectures that we refine
From the ideas of master Plato

We are no monsters, we're moral people
And yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendor of our achievement
Evoke the dogmas with a shared interest

Priests and cannibals, prehistoric animals
Everybody happy as the days of old Rome
Big black nemesis, anacoenosis
No one move a muscle as the point is hammered home

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