"The crowd was famish’d by degrees; but two
Of an enormous city did survive,
And they were enemies; they met beside
The dying embers of an alter-place,
Where had been heap’d a mass of holy things
For an unholy usage…
The populous and the powerful— was a lump…”
Byron put it simply.
so, may we use our ever-tempting good hearts to do the good that is necessary, that is vital in pumping the oxygen through this large earth’s veins. lord knows we trees could use it.