By Descartes said “we rebel, so we are”
This correlates well with my troubling visit to Dachau where i wrote this poem sitting under a tree.
pain gives way
human: to grow upon
the reception of love.
with power our everyday evil
becomes reality,
our slave owning tendencies
do come true, our hate is
fully realized.
“this is the way the world ends,
this is the way the world ends”
with a failed assassination
and a million blind eyes.
A basic part of being human is the ability to rebel, to stand up to tyranny . This defines the ages, the dictators can only put their subjects down like animals for so long before humanity rises up. For example, the Velvet Revolution and on the grandest scale WWII. The problem, i think, is that rebellion is always a last resort. Our North American unwillingness to rebel has lost us the respect of the politicians who no longer fear us; we fear them.