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Unruly

By Elio Calcagno

Unruly is the world we witness,
the place in which all states exist,
seen through the lenses of your fellow neorealist.
You stare carefully into the distance
and all you see is not mere emptiness,
but a sea of chaos, and mist.

There, the storm of anarchy states must resist
by sewing sails of power, security and greatness.

Like Homer’s heroes, seeking their own gain,
for the Hegemon they will travel the land.

Now the fellow whispers “one thing history has shown”,
“and it is that the state must enhance its domain
or else rivals will see but a grain of sand”
which, powerless, by the winds of anarchy away will be blown.

*Interesting poem, I really like it! link (here)

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