Arendt

without causality, one's lost at sea
no principle informs the future tense
if we're to choose to be or not to be
we need to think this universe makes sense
Arendt insists she "want[s] to understand"
but Heidigger's Kool Aid she's quick to drink
discarding propter hoc right out of hand
there's no connection in the thoughts she'll think
Spinoza's clockwork cosmos made all one
yet she aspired to do without his tools
but he's still studied when the day is done
punctiliously hewing to his rules
no science can derive from happenstance
nor history that turns on random chance