Poem:
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?
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?
Summary:
The
falcon is flying around. It is flying in the widening gyre. The falcon is
flying in a destructive world. The cycle of destruction is going on. This is
the world of lack of trust. This is the world of destruction. This is the world
where there is no optimism. It is the world of dystopia or destruction.
Everything is getting destroyed. Nothing is under control. The centre of the
world is unable to control the world. Nothing is under control. Everything is
getting destroyed. There is anarchy everywhere. The world has become a chaotic
place. There is no fraternity. There is no innocence. We are losing our
innocence. We are doing all sorts of bad things in the world we can so far. The
modern people are not protesting. We are just sitting idle; we are just
remaining silent; we are not doing anything. On the other hand, the politicians
and bad people are destructing the world. They are showing their passion,
earning money unfair means. But we are not protesting against them.