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In the ancient days of Middle Earth
Sauron ruled with morbid mirth
By corrupting both Church and State.
Then some fools misunderstood the game
And fought for the two to separate.
Sauron smiled and watched the flames
Of worn-out cultures crumbling-midden,
And then just reset the machine (in his own favour)
As a secular economic caliphate.

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You see in order to succeed,
Sauron only really needs
To control our faith-leaders.
And whether it’s high priest
Or financial chiefs,
So long as they represent faith,
It really doesn’t matter.

He will change the names,
But the games always the same
Be it one civilisation or another.
It’s the centrifugal fleecing
Of the sheeplike and the sleepwalking
By the diligently distorting
And demonically defrauding faith-pedlars.

Alas! Stay calm, young hobbits.
It’s all happened many times before.
After all, this is not Middle Earth, it’s Samsara.
And Sauron is but another guise
For that universal trickster, old Mara.

So be not complacent
Remain close and adjacent
To the doors of meditation to the jhanas.
Far way from the eye and the gaze
Of old Mara in his towers.

For there you’ll find
Waters both clear and sublime,
And what’s more
If you’ll keep faith
(and believe the lore),
Your escape will
Like lotus flower.

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