From the beginning
we have been blind men
leading the blind
hellbent on finding happiness
in an hourly wage
on land we stole from sages
as we wrote pages about our greatness
saying we are the candle burning in the dark
we are the city shining upon a hill
we shall conquer the earth
and call it god’s will
as the peasants fill
both coffers and coffins
and the emperor takes a sip of blood
from the chalice