Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned. The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
The Second ComingW.B. Yeats (1895-1939)
What Yeats wrote almost 100 years ago says it all. Things are falling apart and destroying the centre.
This writer has bee…
