Source: Terminal World (2010), Chapter 11 (p. 177)
“For the cold of the pistol-butt and the bullet's heat,
For the ropes that choke, the manacles that bind,
The huge voice, metal, that lies from a thousand tubes
And the stuttering machine-gun that answers all.”
Litany for Dictatorships (1935)
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