The Spike or Victoria College Review 1941
How shall we build a new and better world
Until the one we know is bruised and felled:
The bitterness is too ingrained: there is no place
For decency with fear and hate so close.
How can we ever hope to reassume
A dignity that is both natural and sane
Until the involuntary madmen in command
Have made death's own precipitous amends?