All a poet can do today is warn.

“Oh, Death was never enemy of ours!We laughed at him, we leagued with him, old c…”

“Behold,A ram, caught in a thicket by its horns;Offer the Ram of Pride instead o…”

“Through the dense din, I say, we heard him shout"I see your lights!" But ours h…”

“He's lost his colour very far from here,Poured it down shell-holes till the vei…”