We begin with mysticism,
With Truth lighting out darkness,
Hallucinations made real.
From the ash of the martyrs
Comes the new leaders, clear & cold-eyed,
With plans for the Future.
The community becomes hierarchy,
Ideas become beliefs become laws.
Dissenting voices are silenced.
"Our leaders would not want this!"
Met with, ""We must move with the times."
And, unspoken, hovering overhead,
What happened to the leader, first of them,
And no desire to follow quite that firmly
In their footsteps.
What begins as mysticism
Ends in politics.
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