Ole Will Yates thought the world was falling apart
back in ’21, it was . . . twentieth century version
after the Big War erupted with an Archduke start:
a royal assassination provoking Kaiser incursion.
But even before that, poet Arnold had feared
denizens of 19th-century struggle and fight
as industrial might was violently gear’d
for restive armies clashing by night.
Yet we all know a poet’s just the fool on the hill
crying useless tears for our human condition
And yet we see and we lament them still
as we homo sapiens go cranking our 21st edition.
Back in the day, hitler tried to kill all the Jews
But our guys dismantled his high-tech murders
So the children of Abraham could surely refuse
to be driven like sheep by swastika’d herders.
Then Rachel, weeping for her children,
came fleeing, eluding that holocaust;
but along came hamas with hisbollah kilndren
to renew ancient grudges of battles long lost.
So what beast that had blown out in a Berlin bunker
while Allies liberated the Brandenburg plaza
could fire up fresh holocaust through a hisbollah junker,
slouching through tunnel trickery to Gaza
And what beast? that had blown out from a D-day bunkered,
could now be slouching toward our Capitol dome
while the chief maga magus of magaworld hunkered
in the Offal with dinner while insurrectionists roam?
It has happened before. 1939.
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