War is Kind & Other Lines/Forth went the candid man

Forth went the candid man

And spoke freely to the wind --

When he looked about him he was in a far strange country.

Forth went the candid man

And spoke freely to the stars --

Yellow light tore sight from his eyes.

"My good fool," said a learned bystander,

"Your operations are mad."

"You are too candid," cried the candid man,

And when his stick left the head of the learned bystander

It was two sticks.