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The ABCs of Distrust

This poem stands as a counterpart to The ABCs of Trust.

Following the flow of the Japanese syllabary, it catalogs the traits that give rise to distrust, exposing their ugliness and danger without restraint.

What is portrayed here is not merely personal vice.

When distrust spreads, how does society become distorted? What is excluded, and what becomes justified?

Like a mirror, this poem reflects that reality and confronts the reader with unsettling questions.

 

The ABCs of Distrust

 

Openly looking down on others.

Spiteful, lashing out with abuse.

Calling lies necessary evils and telling them endlessly.

Bowing like a grasshopper before the powerful.

Is it the head and heart that are crooked?

 

Living with boundless greed.

Kicking others down on a whim.

Shifting hardship onto others while claiming the credit.

Devotion that is nothing but a cheap imitation.

Ambition already hollowed out and worn away.

 

Merciless toward those who resist.

Leaving a notorious name even in death.

All too fitting for a desolate age.

Forcing obedience with a narrow mind.

Filling the world with hatred.

 

Not what one has achieved, but how much one has deceived.

Cruelty beyond what seems human.

Theft justified without limit.

Training oneself in the instincts of a born villain.

Reveling in a life past the point of no return.

 

Relentlessly attacking others with overwhelming malice.

Making baseness a creed, turning fascist.

Punishing without hesitation even in the face of dissent.

Calmly proclaiming murder as justice.

Seriously foretelling the end of the world.

 

Decent people are cast aside.

An ugly face stares back from the mirror.

Atrocities carried out without hesitation.

Once targeted, one is beaten down.

Already a monster, shaking the world with fear.

 

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