Useful And Fantastic: Hobbes Leviathan
Val Yule's poem suggests that we cheer like children as we rush towards the abyss.
See the dragon clanking towards the abyss.
The children cheer,
For their nursery stories
Are full of dragons.
Its scales are of gold, of bronze,
And of plutonium.
Its eyes are blind. It has breath that kills.
Each joint is articulated to move with
And to move its whole social carcase.
It has a belly like a sex-shop,
It has a voice like a howling mob.
In its stomach
Are three million undigested unemployed.
Scattered behind like memorials
Lie its stone eggs.
Britannia holds her Trident and laughs.
A horrified voice calls,
"St. George of Merrie England!"