Today’s quote from the poetry of W.B. Yeats is taken from ‘The Rose of the World’.
‘He made the world to be a grassy road
Before her wandering feet.’
The World of the Rose
Banish the armies harvesting blood,
The rules of the market that grind lives to dust,
The spillage and wastage, the plastic plague,
And stop your ears to the false litanies
That say, what a shame, but this is free will,
A gift from above, to plunder and kill.
Strip back the carnage and the dull, dead eyes,
Find the green beneath, the rushing stream,
The beating heart within the concrete shell,
The reason the blackbird in the roses sings.
Would not a god, true man, worth his salt,
Have made this earth for his love, from a dream,
And not given such a bauble
Into the hands of the rabble?