Wars And Rumours, 1920
Blood, hatred, appetite and apathy, The sodden many and the struggling strong, Who care not now though for another wrong Another myriad innocents should die. At candid savagery or oily lie We laugh, or, turning, join the noisy throng Which buries the dead with gluttony and song. Suppose this very evening from on high Broke on the world that unexampled flame The choir-thronged sky, and Thou, descending, Lord; What agony of horror, fear, and shame, For those who knew and wearied of Thy word, I dare not even think, who am confest Idle, malignant, lustful as the rest.
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