For the women who mourn their dead in the secret night, For the children taught to keep quiet, the old children, The children spat-on at school. For … - Stephen Vincent Benét

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For the women who mourn their dead in the secret night, For the children taught to keep quiet, the old children, The children spat-on at school. For the wrecked laboratory, The gutted house, the dunged picture, the pissed-in well The naked corpse of Knowledge flung in the square And no man lifting a hand and no man speaking.