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Oscar Wilde’s New Year’s Eve in Beirut

“New Year’s resolutions are simply checks that men draw on a bank where they have no account.”

“To Masoud” wrote Oscar Wilde on New Year’s Eve in Beirut:

Masoud! I think thy spirit hath passed away

From these empty banks, and separated men;

This crumbling fiery-colored country of ours

Seems fallen into ashes dull and grey,

And the age changed unto a mimic play

Wherein we waste our else too-crowded hours:

For all our pomp and pageantry and powers,

We are but fit to delve the common clay

Our New Year’s resolutions are simply checks,

That men draw on a bank where they have no account

Seeing this little street on which we stand,

This Lebanon, this shit hole of a country,

By ignorant demagogues is held in fee,

Isn’t it a tragedy?

That when politicians get together they talk about art,

But when artists get together, they talk about money!

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