O meaningless and sterile wars!
O senseless virtue! stupid sin!
Our puerile drama will not win
The hoots or plaudits of the stars.
O world, with vulture beaks a-gape!
What god will care to curse or bless
Nature, the crouching leopardess,
Or man, the maniacal ape?
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Printed on: November 22, 2024