Ozymandias

I have included this piece by Shelley in tribute to the cruel fiasco performed by King George the 43rd, and his Kangaroo Court of Congressional Clowns, during the spring equinox, March 21, 2005.

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert...Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies,
whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these
lifeless things
The hand that mocked them, and the heart
that fed
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings;
Look on my works, ye Mighty and dispair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.