Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
The Second Coming, by W.B. Yeats
THE SECOND COMING is a poem composed by Irish poet W. B. Yeats in 1919 and uses Christian imagery regarding the Apocalypse and The Second Coming allegorically to describe the atmosphere of post-war Europe. Read more.
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Image: Adam Driver as Kylo Ren, in STAR WARS: THE FORCE AWAKENS (2016, Lucasfilm/Walt Disney)