In re bombing Iran. If our leaders won’t see sense, and act on it, or rather refuse to act -and they none of them are showing many signs of sense- then who left but the poets?
TOM MAY’S DEATH
by ANDREW MARVELL (English 1621-1678)
When the Sword glitters ore the Judges head,
And fear has Coward Churchmen silenced
Then is the Poets time, ’tis then he drawes
And single fights forsaken Vertues cause.
He, when the wheel of Empire whirleth back,
And though the World’s disjointed Axel crack,
Sings still of ancient Rights and better Times
Seeks wretched good, arraigns successful Crimes.