After the Anschluss and Sudetenland,
before the invasion of Poland,
Bertholt Brecht, in exile from the Third Reich
in a thatched cottage on a Danish island,
posed a question in a short poem –
‘When the dark times arrive will there still be songs?’
As poets tend to do Brecht answered himself.
‘Yes, there will even then be singing – about
the dark times that have come’.
After the arms manufacturer’s profits
have returned to normal, and democratic