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This poem is taken from PN Review 25, Volume 8 Number 5, May - June 1982.

Anno Domini George Barker

-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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