Revelation

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in Roundabout City
A shape with cow body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Grow shadows of the trees in Campbell Park.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Milton Keynes to be born?

Alex Wells is planning to build a sphinx in Milton Keynes, according to an article published in the Milton Keynes Citizen (not on the first of April). A 50 metre long, 18 metre high sphinx. With the head of Jock Campbell and the body of a concrete cow. What can this rough beast portend but the coming of the End Times?