Warring Allies

On History's Poems, and Politics Songs

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Eternal Warring Allies

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History yearns to be heard. It has a heart of its own, lyrical beats echoing an eternal message. History knows it repeats itself, yet no one listens to the poems it writes so we might understand the pattern.

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At night, it cries the ache of its long existence;
By morning, it fills the world with hope
to do better, to be better —
a day all its own, cyclical in nature.

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Politics cannot be decoupled from this; it simply chooses unsettling means, chanting the songs of change. It ought to listen to the whispers of its old companion, history. But politics is arrogant — always its own way — neglecting history's urgings:

”Do what ought to be done,
for what's happened will happen again.
So, my friend, light their way
to do exactly the same.”

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We're caught between these two warring factions that should be allies, standing at a crossroads of remembrance and amnesia.

Politics is, nevertheless, not all bad; at times, it offers glimpses of hope for what must be done — sometimes a new song breaks the cycle and lets redemption finally happen.

History yearns to be repeated, while politics sings the song of change.

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Our task, then, my friends,
is to let them align in balance,
so change becomes the cycle
history has always longed for,
scented with the fragrances
only politics can offer;

The one cycle that truly deserves
to repeat, finally, eternally.

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