The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
- W.B. Yeats, The Second Coming (1919)
I have loved this poem from the first time I encountered it, many years ago.
I would like to one day live in a world where it is not quite so relevant. (It should not still be this relevant 106 years later, but here we are.)
If you aren't already familiar with the poem, you can read it (or hear it read aloud) at this link:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43290/the-second-coming