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The True Source of Calamity

This poem confronts the hidden causes and true origins behind human hatred, conflict, violence, and deception. People often speak only of the consequences, pretending to be victims while refusing to face the chains of suffering they themselves have created. Yet the poem insists that hatred, fear, division, and rebellion are never born without cause. Arrogance, discrimination, domination, inferiority, and self-preservation-these distorted human desires may themselves be the very source of disaster. The poem stands as a sharp indictment of the structures of distrust and conflict spreading through modern society.

 

“The True Source of Calamity”

 

There is always a cause
for things becoming what they are.

One suffers the disaster
brought about by what was set in motion.

Enough of speaking innocently
only about the results.

 

There is always a cause
for wanting to act that way.

Things became this way
because they were made to become this way.

Know this well:
to inspire hatred,
one must first have done something worthy of hatred.

 

There is always a cause
for spewing filthy insults.

It is nothing more
than the bitterness of a cowardly loser.

Go ahead-
laugh while wearing
that ugly face pretending to be the victim.

 

There is always a cause
for behaving with arrogant entitlement.

It comes only
from treating others as less than human.

Perhaps that mocking arrogance
has merely become your downfall.

 

There is always a cause
for making others live in fear.

It is born
from the inferiority tormenting
an impoverished soul.

One can only bear
the backlash
of having forced others into submission.

 

There is always a cause
for spitting toward the heavens.

Learn that disaster
cannot be avoided.

Learn too
that even clinging to God
is now useless.

 

There is always a cause
for stirring up conflict.

The time has merely come
to receive punishment
for having disregarded others.

Can those without tolerance
ever truly be granted forgiveness?

 

There is always a cause
for spreading deception throughout the world.

It has only deepened distrust and division
through fear itself.

Should we not call it the true source of calamity-
the cowardice that twists itself into sophistry
for the sake of self-preservation?

 

Written on April 28, 2026.
Even in dubious assassination incidents, one must pursue and understand the true source behind them.

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