Toto, o se bi owe. Proverbially speaking (1)
We have been large, so large for too long
Time to be small and great again
A self-set blaze consumes our roof
But we have no time for little arsons
What happens when the people
Gift the throne to a king
Who makes little dolls
Out of them and their children’s children
What happens when a country
Reels from the choke
Of a tyranny foretold
From tower tops to marketplaces
What happens when a people
Walk into an open trap
Blindfolded by a farce conceived in chaos
How did this tragedy unfold in a land of vigorous laughter?
‘We have too much Science in our land’.
Croaked the King of shallow aspects
‘Yes, time for the Great Unknowing,
Beautiful and absolutely tremendous!
How can a people think they are at their tallest
When they bow in passive silence
What nation can ever grow its best
When buried in abject obedience?