25 May 2016
update #15 and #16
#15 Let the sky make fly
NOR dread nor hope attend
A dying animal;
A man awaits his end
Dreading and hoping all;
Many times he died,
Many times rose again.
A great man in his pride
Confronting murderous men
Casts derision upon
Supersession of breath;
He knows death to the bone —
Man has created death. #16
yeats!
FOCOLITUS 