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. (From The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats)
THE WEST IS SPINNING OUT OF CONTROL
THE WEST IS SPINNING OUT OF CONTROL
THE WEST IS SPINNING OUT OF CONTROL
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. (From The Second Coming by William Butler Yeats)