Also Ulysses once--that other war.
(Is it because we find his scrawl
Today on every privy door
That we forget his ancient role?)
Also was there--he did it for the wages--
When a Cathay-drunk Genoese set sail.
Whenever "longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,"
Kilroy is there;
he tells The Miller's Tale.
At times he seems a paranoiac king
Who stamps his crest on walls and says "My Own!"
But in the end he fades like a lost tune,
Tossed here and there, whom all the breezes sing.
"Kilroy was here"; these words sound wanly gay,
Haughty yet tired with long marching.
He is Orestes--guilty of what crime?--
“Fades like a lost tune” is a fitting meaning of a tune that no longer is acknowledged popularly in one place but it is passed on to another. “Tossed here and there, whom all the breezes sing.” is a connection to the previous term. As another place catches on the tune, it is tossed here and there because “Kilroy is here” may be on walls, and empty spaces in the area that caught on this trend. “Whom all the breezes sing” implies that the tune has been passed on, thus almost the total population in that area somehow partakes in the tune and “sing” with it meaning they talk about, make it their slogan or vandalize property to make Kilroy more attention worthy as other people who did not notice this “tune” would join in the breeze.
Kilroy