Philosophical Treatise

I come to the subject of philosophy today
And in thirteen meter verse shall I hereby allay
For the mystic number Thirteen, superstition I
Do not believe, nor Kabbalah, nor silly, rogue eyes
Upon the dollar bill are conspiracy; rather
Thirteen is the mystic number of naught, but further
Understand, Thirteen Colonies belayed our good land
To bring Freedom to the Western World and 'twas grand
This Epicurean nightmare which became of us
Where pleasure drove us to the pits of many grievous
Philosophies. And, abandoning Christ we denied
Science; for Epicurean we were to this nigh
Point in time, where science improved the lives of many.

My philosophy is quite simple. That tangible 
Chords of History---what we know is found there, devils
Have played at the end of every society. Then
Came war, famine, disease, tyranny, or change would spread
From the land quite organically. From history
I believe we find self evident truths, governed free
From human folly or subjective thoughts. As true as
God's Law, we see proven as a social form of math.
For the Epicurean wisdom of pleasure here 
On Earth, one need follow the Laws of Christ, and so fear
The locomotion of cause and effect, which brings fates
Of ill's misfortune upon men who are profligate.
For, the disobedience to God's law causes such
Invisible strings of faith to break and fracture, thus,
Failure to love and be kind shadows those present times.
For, men not being wise enough to foresee it, find
Mischief for themselves and all around them, and thereby
Create unnatural perditions for all which does lie
Within their terrible reach---oppressing each other
Through unnatural laws, and the ordinances of Sin.
Thus, the only ones who have joy are those then given 
To what is a most eternal unrest. Then failure
To thrive inhibits all citizens, save those most cruel;
In such world, it is given to the cruel to rule.