Salient. An Organ of Student Opinion at Victoria College, Wellington, N.Z. Vol. 10, No. 12. August 20, 1947
Cynic's Song
Cynic's Song
There is no need for us to hate;
For war and peace must alternate;
And there are diplomatic reasons
For fluctuations in the seasons.
In Spring, when every prospect pleases,
Wars are likened to diseases;
Then every spokesman will agree
On universal amity.
In Summer Truth can still endure
The swiftly rising temperature;
But with the cooling Autumn weather
Ideals and leaves alt fall together.
Then, as the Winter comes, we see
The hidden blight of enmity;
And to conform with new-found facts
We turn to realistic acts.
And yet be sure that no ill-will
Determines whom we maim or kill;
We'll have a diplomatic reason
And shoot, like gentlemen, in season.
—Anton Vogt.