there is corruption of ideas
for the very nature of ideas is corruption:
and so the masses trap the few
and then one in the few sees through it all;
one has an insight
and then corrupts it by forming a group:
denying one system
they escape into another,
and set up the traps
that will do unto others what was done unto them;
and so this corruption of humanity goes on
slipping and falling
into chaos
from one leader and followers
slipping and falling
from one system to another
into chaos
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