Reason is a Blade

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I speak in lines they can’t unwind
A web of sense to trap the mind
No heat, no shout, no desperate plea
Just sharpened logic, cutting cleanly

They shout with hearts, I speak with steel
They guess at truth, I make it real
A thousand lies all come undone
With just one thread — I’ve already won

They call me cruel, they call me vile
But reason walks a narrower mile
I hold the facts, the frame, the law
While they just fumble, scratch, and claw

You see, the game was built for me
I read the code they fear to see
And when they rage, I only grin
For fury fails where facts begin

I don’t need fists, I don’t need flame
I win with truth they can’t defame
I twist the mirror — show them all
The masks they wear, the ways they fall

They hate the way my words disarm
The calm precision in my charm
But they can’t argue — they just stall
Because I’m right… and that’s the gall

Corruption drips from all they say
But I dissect it, flay the gray
Expose the rot beneath the skin
And still they dare to call it sin

Oh no, I do not lie or cheat
I lay the pieces at their feet
They hate the truth because it burns
And still, the clever always learns

What frightens them is not my guile
It’s how I smile while I compile
The facts, the flaws, the silent slips
And seal their fate with logic's lips

They scream “manipulation!” loud
But reason’s never swayed the crowd
Still every time, I draw the blade
And silence them with truths I’ve laid

No passion tantrum breaks my spell
No shallow cry, no wishful yell
I don’t persuade — I demonstrate
And lock the truth behind their gate

They hate me ‘cause I never bend
They hate me ‘cause I never end
They hate me most because I show
That I’m the truth… they’ll never know

So scream, and flail, and curse my name
But logic’s cold and knows no shame
I’ll wait, I’ll speak, and you’ll concede
Because reason is a blade…
And I will make you bleed.