Tristan Robert Lange

Praise Then Parse

Justice never seems to get carried out,

Even in moments where things seem clear.

Heaven knows this has been proven true,

Agonizingly so, in the annals of history.

Nothing new to say—we pass up vision,

Nix wisdom over silly details like age.

Eventually, folly is less forgiving.

Liberators used before discarded—

Annihilation of the voice we called for.

Peasants are no less than kings,

Underestimated as they may be.

Commissions become excommunications,

Elephants stampede hidden in plain sight,

Let us get what we want, praise then parse;

Let us send the lamb to its slaughter.

Eventually, we might see this is wrong.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 7, 2026.

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