More on Human ABILITY to REASON, Human RIGHT to CONSENT - Proem & Poem No. 168

Most likely to be published later this winter of 2020/2021, my 11th book entitled appropriately; More Proems & Poems on the Peculiar Human ABILITY to REASON, Singular Human RIGHT to CONSENT & Other Neglected Matters. The following will probably be included upon further editing, and front cover a slightly modified yet appropriate version of the previous....

PROEM & POEM No. 168 - The Rescissionist / Part 2

      Given the legalities past, present and proposed, as well their incalculable magnitude, incomprehensible amplitude, indeterminable latitude upon attitude unnoticeably covetous without exception then observably presumptuous without reservation, it is astonishing the political and societal knee-jerk response to each and every issue, problem and crisis; more legislation!

      Rescission is rarely discussed and debated as possible solution, less so to actually rescind. Instead, more legislation is assumed then affirmed oft by the thoughtless mantra “something must be done”, thus any reluctance or resistance immediately met with fierce, moral judgment from most within government, media as well the Romanesque mob allegedly awakened (once again) per some social consciousness ill-defined. Particularly amid crisis where fear immediately festers then foments among the citizenry, therefore the pressure mounts, the posture stiffens, the pen spots post hoc and signs any legislation appearing resolute, declaring absolute. Astonishing!

      Although logic would suggest first ruling out rescission, therefore critically reviewing laws already on the books in search of contributing factors, and if none determined, then (and only then) consider further legislation.

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Kings and their things, first coveted and worst thus lifted

Bucketed, coffered, pursed, often clipped, always shifted

Coin and corn plundered, purloined for bourns mongered

Fitly squandered the denizens by diadems unencumbered

Ah, yoked to plow, broke and disallowed, privacy thieved

Bent to mob’s arabesque feet per Romanesque qui vive

Grotesque the rules to cavort, burlesque the fools in court

Retort the few to masses askew, spewing the toll so tort’ed

O to mammalian souls, roaming familiarly half-whole

Half-engaged, hastily enraged, easily quickened to extol

Murder as necessity, theft as charity, slavery as duty

And more, as lies recited soon appeal as truth’s beauty

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Come let us Reason. Peace is always a Choice.
Study, Ponder, Labor, till last Breath.

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