the poem for tonight is by Yeats.. describes what trump has sown

[NRaleighLiberal]

The Second Coming
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
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: somewhere in sands of the desert
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
Reel 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 Velveteen Ocelot]

1. I knew it would be that one. It's been haunting me for awhile now.

[anamnua]

3. Another relevant line from Yeats

'All changed, changed utterly'

[greatauntoftriplets]

6. Same here.

And I love Yeats.

[soothsayer]

2. It's a fave

[Poiuyt]

4. Great poet

[50 Shades Of Blue]

5. Can't wait until Trump doesn't have even a brown penny to his name...