RETRATOS-1: "TIRANOS"

E depois deste desabafo sobre a política doméstica, pobrezinha mas democrática, lá isso é, este poema de W.H.AUDEN.


Epitaph on a Tyrant
by W. H. Auden

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after,

And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;

He knew human folly like the back of his hand,

And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;

When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,

And when he cried the little children died in the streets.