Epitaph on a Tyrant
1 min readSep 22, 2019
Selected by Dan Clendenin
W.H. Auden (1907–1973)
Epitaph on a Tyrant
Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.
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