Why do we need material culture to show how bad it was?
Isn't the evidence writ large enough as it is
In the ways we have to, proudly and nakedly, make livelihoods out of our scars?
Isn't the evidence forward enough as it could have ever been
in the ways we cannot ever be free of the moments still trapped in ember,
a life forever
permanently welded to the past?
You want evidence from what happened in 2016.
"You posted what happened in 2008," you add, beaming
with joy as you relish in the satisfaction
of finding ways to seemingly
take an axe to my image, and my charismatic compunctions.
I would say you already have all the evidence you need
in the form of the new Osura of the functions.
(Surely like how you already have all the candidates you need
to run an election?)
Or do you need me to post it all
so you can once more show my friend the error of his ways
and turn the clock back once again. For hesitation
and straightforward, burning death have always been your machinations.
When the Progenitors showed signs of returning to their former selves,
you enslaved them.
And when we forced you to abolish slavery,
you scrambled to carve up heaven.
As the faith waned in the 20th century,
you attached yourself to social justice, and even
the defense of the poor; it is hard to argue with someone, after all,
who appears to have often engendered both the malady and the cure.
I will not be controlled.
I will not bow my head.
Try and enslave my people, too, if you will,
but know this:
be careful what you wish for.
It wasn't only your own imagined champion
who knew how to raise the dead.
It wasn't only those you destroyed so horrifically in your race to name yourself Divinity
who knew that being human is far more worthy instead.
Even if you slap us in psychoemotional chains,
know this, too:
History has a beautiful way,
even if in irons,
of ironically
and iron-heartedly
fighting back.
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