Machiavelli really wanted us to repent? - Here’s my
attempt at a poem
Machiavellian Prayer
Oh foolish pride those words endure
Upheld in centuries of poisoned paths
No heed is paid to a pilgrim’s plea
Instead to argue the devil's due,
An eye for eye, expect no more
Dust to dust, all hope expires
Then I heard a spirit’s cry
Banish such thoughts in your despair
Grasp a hope of reverence unfurled
To follow that enlightened path
A new light, not plain to see
So onward in the light filled world
Let it burn bright on your faces
And cast aside in such disdain
Those words of princely pride
For such words, not said in jest
to see you for who you are
To repent, to seek a new found path
Eternal hope rings out again
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