you who delve into the depths of divinity
you who tangle in the ties of wealth
you who dream up currents of distortion
you who shape weapons from steel
you who dance into darkness
you who feed off the sun
you who run from disturbances
you who claim to have won
you who slip into slavery
you who sleep beneath stars
you who breathe to be boasting
you who rot behind bars

all you frail and diseased
all you frightened and displeased
all you likened to lampposts
all you bright in the streets
all you left to extinction
all you learned and sweet
all you casualties, calling
all your crimes and deceit

keep care and be sharing
no postures, decreed
and laugh into silence
and be silently freed