CANTO XXIV - Dark Wombs to Marked Tombs
What liberalism takes from the church with one hand it gives
back again with the other. Even religious zealots must
concede that liberalism takes nothing from faith of what
belongs to its proper sphere.
Ludwig von Mises (economist/philosopher, 1881-1973)
Liberalism: In The Classical Tradition (book, 1927/1962)
“Ye shall be free”, as John once wrote
“Indeed!”, by rote or not, smitten to note
By spirit some sought
Or fraught and penned by others’ credit
The divinity or controversy
It matters a few per history’s long queue
For inclinations of patricians
Are oft subjugation by odd legislation
Written thence driven
According to bodies politic and/or cleric
Desperate to solicit the despots
Supposing as their assistants
Either as beneficent to others' gambit
Cryptic and respective as both maleficent
Bothering by pother the individual prerogative
O how pompously abrogative
Upon personal sovereignty and liberality
So conducive to spoofing
For loyalty toward an aloof centrality
Rather, free he and she are, fain the twain
Sprung from dark wombs
“Indeed!” toward marked tombs
Birthed from maternal girths
Till death’s mirthless firths
Each abiding by inherent inequalities
Yet deriving the equality
To singly pursue without the usual ruse
Beneath the legal purviews
Ergo the Austrian’s praxeological views
Rendering government to minimalism
While hindering every ism
Save one logical optimism
Hence tendering classical liberalism
Liken prerequisite currency, minus levy
Thus peace’s likely possibilities
What liberalism takes from the church with one hand it gives
back again with the other. Even religious zealots must
concede that liberalism takes nothing from faith of what
belongs to its proper sphere.
Ludwig von Mises (economist/philosopher, 1881-1973)
Liberalism: In The Classical Tradition (book, 1927/1962)
“Ye shall be free”, as John once wrote
“Indeed!”, by rote or not, smitten to note
By spirit some sought
Or fraught and penned by others’ credit
The divinity or controversy
It matters a few per history’s long queue
For inclinations of patricians
Are oft subjugation by odd legislation
Written thence driven
According to bodies politic and/or cleric
Desperate to solicit the despots
Supposing as their assistants
Either as beneficent to others' gambit
Cryptic and respective as both maleficent
Bothering by pother the individual prerogative
O how pompously abrogative
Upon personal sovereignty and liberality
So conducive to spoofing
For loyalty toward an aloof centrality
Rather, free he and she are, fain the twain
Sprung from dark wombs
“Indeed!” toward marked tombs
Birthed from maternal girths
Till death’s mirthless firths
Each abiding by inherent inequalities
Yet deriving the equality
To singly pursue without the usual ruse
Beneath the legal purviews
Ergo the Austrian’s praxeological views
Rendering government to minimalism
While hindering every ism
Save one logical optimism
Hence tendering classical liberalism
Liken prerequisite currency, minus levy
Thus peace’s likely possibilities
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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
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