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The
Madness...
What
manner of creature do I see?
Kindred
of a devil...
granted
though the powers of a god.
Insanely
tempting our children with false glories
pointing
them onward
toward the great
abyss.
What
evil
drives such beasts?
Whence
comes such arrogance
that
his cause be worth the lives of babes...
that
his enemy be ordained the enemy of all?
How
dare we trust?
What
earns such faith
that
governments and the mad creatures
which
haunt their halls of power
be
granted dominion?
Such
sadistic irony…
that
proof of the
folly of the masses...
of
our damnation to the need for strong governance
be
evidenced so brazenly
by the same beasts
we
choose to lead our
nations.
For
who but the truly inept
would
enable such creatures with such powers?
Wherein
then lies
the true beast of Armageddon...
is
it within the heart of he that governs
or
with the fools
who
have ordained such governance?
With
whom then,
does the madness truly lie?
The
Madness
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