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Choosing Sides at Kursk At a railway junction great powers meet To blacken the earth with a generation Of young musicians, mechanics, physicians Electricians, farmers, painters, and poets And the philosopher who loves to fish Ground into blood and screams and scraps of flesh By the future which some have seen, and works For the dress-uniform closed loop of power So choose a side which is no side; you must Choose a side choose a side fratricide No
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
Choosing Sides at Kursk
Choosing Sides at Kursk At a railway junction great powers meet To blacken the earth with a generation Of young musicians, mechanics, physicians Electricians, farmers, painters, and poets And the philosopher who loves to fish Ground into blood and screams and scraps of flesh By the future which some have seen, and works For the dress-uniform closed loop of power So choose a side which is no side; you must Choose a side choose a side fratricide No
Trumpery? Or Anti-Trumpery?
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 2:49 PM UTC
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