Do Not Go Blithely into That Dark Noon
Do not go blithely into that dark noon, Our age should stand, demand to have its say Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon. When wise men hide their faces all too soon And silent weather lawsuits, yet still they Do not go blithely into that dark noon. Good folk stand by like watching some cartoon While neighbors without papers hauled away Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon. Wild youth with voices raised up to the moon In protest without care for mortal clay Do not go blithely into that dark noon. Grave elders wrap themselves in a cocoon Against the loss of all they had one day Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon. Democracy could pop like a balloon And we lose all that we hold dear today. Do not go blithely into that dark noon. Rage, rage against the acts of the buffoon. With some apology to Dylan Thomas
