The End of Empathy
“Man is certainly stark mad; he cannot make a worm, and yet he will be making gods by dozens” Michel de Montaigne, ESSAYS, Book 2, Ch. 12. “Apology for Raimond Sebond”. ...
“Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum” — So great the evils religion can trick men into. Lucretius, DE RERUM NATURA 1.121
Pay attention to their laughter as others die. In the police state the weak are slay-things Who either grovel or serve as targets For gangs, cops, politicians — gangs themselves — Who consort with churches and billionaires To destroy difference wherever they will And make of murder the gory of god.
Children hungry, women beaten and pimped, Men out of work and taught to hate success Instead of learning themselves how to succeed, Their arms filled with guns, their minds with murder, Instead of tenderness and hope for change, The right the Яight crush with laws that are not right Lest any rite of law be left to the people.
This is the end of human empathy. Across the globe multitudes suffer So the few can bleed whomever they please In their game of Idiot-ologies None but tyrants sepulchered in hypocrisy Could pretend human endurance can stomach — This is the beginning "of all uncleanness."
“Man is certainly stark mad; he cannot make a worm, and yet he will be making gods by dozens” Michel de Montaigne, ESSAYS, Book 2, Ch. 12. “Apology for Raimond Sebond”. ...
“Tantum religio potuit suadere malorum” — So great the evils religion can trick men into. Lucretius, DE RERUM NATURA 1.121
Pay attention to their laughter as others die. In the police state the weak are slay-things Who either grovel or serve as targets For gangs, cops, politicians — gangs themselves — Who consort with churches and billionaires To destroy difference wherever they will And make of murder the gory of god.
Children hungry, women beaten and pimped, Men out of work and taught to hate success Instead of learning themselves how to succeed, Their arms filled with guns, their minds with murder, Instead of tenderness and hope for change, The right the Яight crush with laws that are not right Lest any rite of law be left to the people.
This is the end of human empathy. Across the globe multitudes suffer So the few can bleed whomever they please In their game of Idiot-ologies None but tyrants sepulchered in hypocrisy Could pretend human endurance can stomach — This is the beginning "of all uncleanness."