Voltaire
The mystery subsides in the color red
Because I thrive in a dystopian bed

A biography of it is dark blue
Because last month's rent is due

History is a product of the free
Who in principle agree

Glory comes to those who see
The theory that we can guarantee

That which thrives is in a lawful decree
So that all who live can plainly see

That we are all one species here
Because we are able to hear

That which we can easily read
Will ultimately not mislead

The clear thinking of us
That are free to discuss

The facts that we all work for
And the rights for which we died offshore

In a war that we didn't start
Because we that love are smart