you can argue about opinions
for a lifetime and beyond
but behold the moment of truth
when facts seal the tightest bond
primitive quarrels, empty barrels
they make the loudest noise
disregarding option and choice
a thinking man's blitzkrieg
is to crystalize the clause
not to use brawls as means
to justify a brittle cause
apointless view in a world of shit
rip solid ground to stand
just half-thrutsh, lies and gossip
and with no wits to demand
age of disgrace in a rat face
to deal with the facts when you are
to solve your inner shame
you are the smallest man in the world