A man with no culture’s a man who’s adrift,
With nothing to cling to when needing a lift;
He lacks a connection to all that is past,
The mould into which he’d a right to be cast.
He has no traditions that link to a group,
With everyone forming their own little loop,
Cut off from each other, they go their own way,
Not knowing their past, just aware of today.
Living a life that’s not part of a whole,
Where they will be lacking a specified role
Within a society they know’s been around
For many long years and by culture is bound.
Conquerors often first seek to achieve
The destruction of cultures they firmly believe
Will keep people unified, giving them scope
To always look forward in strength and in hope;
But minus their culture, there’s nought to unite
A people, and also inspire them to fight
For their future existence as just what they were,
A group with a culture that they would prefer.
Governments also you often will find,
Try to see culture’s left firmly behind,
Proclaiming that it is intrinsically wrong,
If it isn’t the one to which they all belong,
For they from their knowledge quite clearly can see
How easy to govern the rootless can be.
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