Byron maintained his political zeal,
Perhaps more than his love for poetry.
Revolution his watchword; its appeal
Would never die toward friends, enemies.
He sought a Rousseauian realm of steeled
Freedom more impressive than Childe Harold’s
Debut, which made him an instant sensation, real
Enough to establish his notoriety.
England was satirized, religion repealed.
Scandal attracted as many readers
As aesthetics; his bad boy title sealed.
Affairs fabled, he scorned immortality.
No paradise without politics, he pealed.
Yet he found it all the same in Poesie.