Cell One

May we yearn to embrace totality,

To gather up the whole world in our arms,

To reach beyond blinkered locality,

To challenge our egos with reason's charms.


It's fine if our line is anarchistic,

It nonetheless remains political,

It's more than self-improvement heuristic,

It prizes logic analytical.


My Dead White European Male is Marx,

Flawed as he was, he remains our greatest,

He taught us how to make blazes from sparks,

We should not revere only what's latest.


What's old can be revolutionary,

Let's search for truth evolutionary.


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