They saw civilisation and dared to call it humanity.
They saw genius compared it to insanity.
They saw truth and deemed it esoteric.
Picked the parts that suited them and deprived rest of its merit.

The civil fight for peace, the conquerers for might.
Clashes over vision shall breed eternal night.
The eyes and ears are one, the difference is in sight.
But man the wall you shall in war there is no wrong or right.
Only victors, victims and losers eternal is the night. The morning is adjournment, the day is just respite.
True darkness is as cold as the sun is bright. A telltale sign in natures eye there is no wrong or right.

What is time but a grand illusion.
An ordered chaos a planned confusion.
Philosophers ponder it an enlightening wonder.
But right after the lightening always comes thunders.
Answering what begs the question of why.
The fool looks to his feet the wise look to the sky.
The fool sees with his eyes the wise sees with his mind.
The fool waddles the bank the wise paddle the rivers of time