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Thank God for pendulums!
Compassion will swing back
Like a corpse on a noose,
And we'll grab it by the knees,
Revive it mouth to mouth.
Faith in people will come back,
And social dreams,
Self-sacrifice and sharing,
While the market crumbles,
Caught in contradictions,
And discos of running dogs and lackeys
Boogie down into the dustbin of history!
Yes, pendulums! Marriage
Till death will come back,
And loving children,
And life once again a fire,
And we its worshippers,
While those who struggle to "succeed"
Cut each other's throats.
Thank God even
That it will swing away again,
Out far out to the dark side
Beyond our most powerful scopes,
Where people crouch like madmen in dark caves,
Chanting slogans we fail to understand.
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Nicholas Gordon
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