dictators poem

Poem: Züchtigung des Optimisten

Ever-grinning mass of non-contemplative countenances, Each an epitome of retrograde renaissances. Turned into ever streaming throng of faceless automatons. Oblivious of deep-seeded jostling in global contentions, Yet eternally preoccupied with narcissistic frolics and sustenances. Ah but jolly! These to dictators present a veritable heaven, When only idiosyncratic trivialities is for the masses striven. Gravest is…