Those grandest of all arrangements promote
The tyrants of incessant legacies.
Inspiring an appetite for war to tote
For aeons with devious efficacies.
Complex, seem those ignoble noblemen
With their prerogatives to forge order,
Thought their aloof livestock, their heinous-men,
Whilst, privileged, they’d broadly marauder.
Cunningly went that ‘noble’ politic,
Conceiving an epic for brighter minds
To receive upon their scrambled schematic
Of thought; it in thought to cull what logic finds.
Written circa January 2014
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