Just when all is said and done,

The telling begins again.

Infinity is deep inscribed

In the human heart and brain.


Thus it is that democracy

Best suits this human spread,

And why despot imbeciles

Wish infinitude dead.


But crack how many skulls they may,

And snuff out how many souls,

They end up in time’s ignominy,

While the human saga rolls.


The simple truths of innocence

Find their fountain springs,

And the grasslands never quite expire

However brute the crushing things.

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