This poem is taken from PN Review 25, Volume 8 Number 5, May - June 1982.
Anno Domini-at a time of bankers
to exercise a little charity;
at a time of soldiers
to cultivate small gardens;
at a time of categorical imperatives
to guess about clouds;
at a time of politicians
to trust only to children and demigods.
And from those who occupy seats of power
to turn, today, away
without incurring permanent reprisals.
When the instruments of torture
are paraded in public places
permit us to transmute them,
somehow, into ploughshares.
When the tribulations of some tribes, or persons,
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