We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were <br />slipped in. We have levelled the powers <br />Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and <br />dependence. We have won two wars and a third is comming. <br /> <br />This one--will not be so easy. We were at ease while the powers of the <br />world were split into factions: we've changed that. <br />We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we <br />are unifying it--against us. <br /> <br />Two wars, and they breed a third. Now gaurd the beaches, watch the <br />north, trust not the dawns. Probe every cloud. <br />Build power. Fortress America may yet for a long time stand, between the <br />east and the west, like Byzantium. <br /> <br />--As for me: laugh at me. I agree with you. It is a foolish business to <br />see the future and screech at it. <br />One should watch and not speak. And patriotism has run the world through <br />so many blood-lakes: and we always fall in.<br /><br />Robinson Jeffers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-many-blood-lakes/
