The Song of Winnowing

it is addressed thusly:
A song.
it reads:
When he moved, the earth itself shook
And his movements from heaven were seen
Upon the roundness of it he took
As great a host as ever had been
To make his own whatever he saw
A totality in whole without flaw
A body such as this - what can it mean
A witness of might as its own law?

A hundred millions was a short guess
Two, three, five - one in twelve came
Of those who dwell on earth, confess
Neither man nor sod would be the same
Haters of war but lovers of power
Made them devotees in that hour
Of his religion, truly but his name
With might blooming a timely flower;

Waves of men and arms like the sea
At the last moment the keys must turn
And Pandora's spirits arise, set free
Flight on flight the atom to burn
And make of half-billion a stain
That deplorable word, its dark refrain
"Fall out of the sky, O taciturn --
Where once was might, make silence remain."

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