Will Barber - Lear, and Darwin

The raindrops pound upon the nerves
The winds howl stringently, and sing
A song to fill a winter night, a surge
Of rage against a bitter fate, a king
Who wanders in the blustry snows
Naked to the icy blows.

Never, never, weep for Man.
Refuse all pity, for the pain
That drives him from his native home
Is driven by an urgent drum;
And those who try to save the race
Doom other species in its place.

Deride the dreams of childish ones
Who sing of hope in future times:
Look around, and praise the hours
That toll indifferently to a close.

Then weep a bit, and realise
These are the universal rules.

Will Barber

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