The Impatience of the Nineteenth Century
The impatience of the nineteenth century
Left us the genocide of the twentieth
With all the progressive apparatus of death:
Infanticide, death camps, firing squads, gas
And now unto the twenty-first – smart bombs
Are flung by geosynchronous satellites
Deep, deep into the imperfect souls of men
Thus breaking bodies for the perfect state
In victory the dying last voice will croak
“At least we freed ourselves from those awful kings”
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 6:42 PM UTC
The Impatience of the Nineteenth Century
The impatience of the nineteenth century
Left us the genocide of the twentieth
With all the progressive apparatus of death:
Infanticide, death camps, firing squads, gas
And now unto the twenty-first – smart bombs
Are flung by geosynchronous satellites
Deep, deep into the imperfect souls of men
Thus breaking bodies for the perfect state
In victory the dying last voice will croak
“At least we freed ourselves from those awful kings”