We chose him.
He will lead us well
we said.
He was charming
good looking.
She was disappointed with us
but said nothing.
We were like moths
drawn to his bright light
unable to see him
the way he really was.
The fire that would burn us.
Our whole civilisation brought to ruin.
Comment to The Reason for It by Doris Lessing.
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