  I see the broken bodies of women and men, Temples of God ruined; I see the claws Of sinister Fate, from the reach of whose feline paws Never are safe the bodies of women and men. Almighty Cat, it sits on the Throne of the World, With paw outstretched, grinning at us, the mice, Who play our trivial games of virtue and vice, And pray—to That which sits on the Throne of the World! From our beginning till all is over and done, Unwitting who watches, pursuing our personal ends, Hither and thither we scamper....The paw descends; The paw descends and all is over and done. |
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