History may well remember it as the most arrogant and self-absorbed nation on earth—
A swarm of infantile ogres, decadent to the core and devoid of conscience or character,
Who pillaged and raped the land and murdered its inhabitants in their lust for wealth, power, and other illusions of their own manufacture.
Gasping for breath beneath piles of meaningless shit, they proclaimed their superiority,
Slathered like corn syrup with an insufferable self-righteousness that they convinced themselves was the very essence of God.
In fact, they knew nothing of the Divine and, in due course, revealed themselves to be the very demons they screamed so loudly of
Wagging their fingers at the world like toddlers on a playground, unaware that no one was listening to them.
Having grown lazy from cheap comfort and easy hate, their addictions rendered them dull, passive, and disengaged.
And when hardship finally came to them—as it does to all people—they were caught unaware, then collapsed under the weight of their own stupidity.
No longer did the world believe their lies or indulge them in their childish fantasies:
They were left to deal with their darkness, alone—
Forced by their own poor choices to evolve or wither, as so many have before them.
They may be nothing but a blip.
