The Iron Age
And these are Christians! God! the horror of it! How long, O Lord! how long, O Lord! how long Wilt Thou endure this crime? and there, above it, Look down on Earth nor sweep away the wrong! Are these Thy teachings? Where is then that pity, Which bade the weary, suffering come to Thee? War takes its toll of life in field and City, And Thou must see! O Christianity! And then the children! Oh, Thou art another! Not God! but Fiend, whom God has given release! Will prayer avail naught? tears of father, mother? To give at last the weary world surcease From butchery? that back again hath brought her Into that age barbarian that priced Hate above Love; and, shod with steel and slaughter, Stamped on the Cross and on the face of Christ.
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"And these are Christians! God! the horror of it!..."
This evocative piece by Madison Julius Cawein, titled "The Iron Age", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...