A young boy
My father
Took me into Zambia
To see his emerald land
He said, "son, when
You grow up
Would you be
The savior of the fascists,
The awkward, and the bland?"
A young boy
My father
Took me into Zambia
To see his emerald land
He said, "son, when
You grow up
Would you be
The savior of the fascists,
The awkward, and the bland?"
George Orwell, 1984
George Orwell, 1984