lines
hold everything together
and apart
unity
and division
society cut up into manageable pieces
less effort to chew
easier to spit out
cut out
the fat of the land
and save it for your hounds
all classes are controlled
by the same hand
all wars by the same man
he whispers to you:
peace is not the key to success
power is created from combustion
from chaos
so it is in nature
so it is in life
we need division
so that we can feel superior
each greater than the other
the rich over the poor
the strong over the weak
the humans over the animals
pack mentality
and all brutality is forgiven
invisible lines in the land
tell you what kind of man
you were meant to be
not natural geography
it’s order that separates us from the barbarians
society is our attempt to become God
all powerful
all knowing
all good
sounds a lot like what justice
pretends to be
but really
every one’s just vying
for the divine sense
of superiority
