Born To Bear Or Be Eaten

Born in the last decade of the old regime Born a twain year before our unity to bear All the flourishing devoid credos and pro- phecies that foresaw our dark current futures Possessed by omens and the Serpent’s seeds Of rebellion bad tidings from anyplace Were dropping and chances dwindle. In the Intervening time storey-buildings bloomed Eggheads rose to make the era theirs with Funds diverted abroad to squeeze the brinks The illuminated then urinate on the poor’s Offspring to connect them to the State how Blind is this society in total discordance