Bellerophon 0.1

[Achebe]

Bellerophon


We are a sort of vanished generation,
even if there's no trauma yet to grab
at our collective consciousness -- the half
of us that can still act,

they fail to see the visions
crippling our poets and our painters: .... this sentiment is a bit too much. From 'generation' you've moved on to 'poets and painters' as if you actually believe in Shelley's juvenile hypothesis of poets being prophets. For the rest of the poem, I have my mocking glasses on.
a world at war, a world aflame, .... cliched
a world returned to tyrants' hands, .... hackneyed

and other such abstractions. Or perhaps
they see, yet feel they're free
as long as future's future -- for we lack
a proper cause, a righteous dogma  .... this strophe is clear, but rather prosey

to hold us absolutely, the modern
butchered by our mothers and our fathers  .... 'butchered' by your 'mothers and fathers' sounds a bit teen angsty
into a Chimera we'll mock to fight, 
a Pegasus we'll soon lose.  ....the 'proper cause' is a Pegasus you'll soon lose while battling against the chimera of a 'modern butchered by your mothers and fathers' - this is fairly convoluted. Sorry, didn't get this one at all.