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Poet-King Nezahualcoyotl

In Nahua poetry, there is a recurring theme:

We borrow the earth.
We adorn ourselves briefly.
Then we depart.

Feasts were real — ritual, political, celebratory. But so was impermanence.

In xōchitl in cuīcatl — flower and song — was their way of asking:
What survives when the music stops?

Empires rise.
Tables fill.
Allies gather.
Wine pours.
Garments shine.

Then the torches burn low.

The question is not whether the feast is wrong. The question is what remains when it ends.

Reputation?
Justice?
Memory?
Character?
Institutions?
Beauty?
Wisdom transmitted?

For a ruler, the feast represents:

Power
Visibility
Prestige
Immediate gratification
Public triumph

What endures beyond the feast is:

Law
Infrastructure
Education
Cultural values
Inner integrity