Sapiens
Not all the reasons that they give Will ever make their actions live. Reasons, ha, ha!
You think you have them when you say Some words that you learned yesterday Ha, ha!
What takes the sun across the sky? What makes you cough or spit or sigh? Reasons, ha, ha?
You do what you must do, you do What seems because it seems to you. Ha, ha!
Mirrors flash everywhere, before, Behind, which makes your reasons more. Reasons, ha, ha!
Election, with a touch of grace, Can save your independent face? Ha, ha!
Perhaps the course of history Will turn out dialectically?
Reasons, ha, ha!
So that's the shape it is? Ah well, So you know that. How can you tell?
Ha, ha!
The swindle of the world, the mind Visited upon humankind, Reason, ha, ha!
You may be sure, is never sound: Take a look at the whirling ground. Ha, ha! C. H. Sisson
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