There is little I have learned
More than this: people will do
Just about whatever they
Can get away with: call it
Humanity 101.
Look at any emperor,
Any rock n roll guitar
Player, friend of an uncle,
CEO, famous golfer—
All those things you tell yourself
You never going to do
When you make it to the top.
And yet, history spirals.
The grooves grow ever deeper.
The earth still a dank prison.
If you burned this gloomy poem,
It would barely make a flame.
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