Ah yes, why not strip all away, reform
The old, tear down the grey, the dull, reject
Each thing that’s gone before? Let’s not conform.
Let customs all be damned, let’s not select,
But smash the lot. Utopia requires
Tabula rasa, so let’s scratch out thought,
Religion, history, and start such fires
That there can be no hope of saving aught.
And we shall make men’s minds anew, so they
Shall never look to what has gone before,
Shall not consult an ancient wisdom, pray
To any higher power. For less is more.
But let us act with guile, and be wiseDestruction needs a positive disguise.