"Did it occur to anyone then /
that among the other swords extended /
was one that no one was holding? /
That sword belonged to freedom. /
That was the only one behind which /
two resolute eyes were not flashing. /
How often knives and forks have been crossed /
in commemoration of that moment /
at banquets where everyone's sitting there in too-tight pants /
and suddenly someone says 'Whose freedom?' /
And a sword that no one's holding
cuts right through the conversation. "
--Gunnar Harding #poem