Poetic Mathematics of Mankind: 3

Note: What follows is a part of a 10-post poetic commentary on mankind's devolution (posts on our evolution begin here and are similarly titled in the archives.)

The ancients at the Sacred Pyramid
Guarded secrets that inspired lust
And although they were wise
With a clever disguise
I slowly gained their trust

And in one hour, I destroyed
their knowledge from within,
took the spoils for myself
and married off their kin

I know the Law now:
There is no reaction
Without an equal one
It is through sacrifice
That concentrated will is done

I know your divine name,
O’ God,
I know it backwards
By each spiral degree
With what I know,
Where can you go
That you can hide from me?

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