Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WE ARE THE BLIGHTED, by CHANDLER SHAW


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WE ARE THE BLIGHTED, by                    
First Line: We are the blighted, the sick, the tortured of body and soul
Last Line: Living spirit of god.
Subject(s): Death; Disease; Healing; Dead, The; Cures


We are the blighted, the sick, the tortured of body and soul.
We lie helpless and dying in the grip of the demon Disease, in the
strangling, stifling clutch of our merciless, brutal tormentor.
Never again may we stroll through the twilit woods toward the lonely call
of the whip poor-will, Never again may we shout from the misty crags at the
thundering cataract.
The zest of life has gone forever, the light of hope burns low, despair is
creeping ever nearer.

O Man of Science! O Champion! Come forth and rescue us.
Save us from the fiendish claws and burning breath of this malformed
monster.
The loathsome demon is still unbaffled, hurling his defiance in the face of
God, and scornful mockery at the soul of Man.
With blood-streaked eyes and foaming mouth, he smites his victims
down—
The strong and weak, the high and low, brave men and women, lovable little
children,
Wasting their bodies, stunting their souls, snatching away their destinies
and their cherished hopes of achievement,
Thwarting the will of God, turning humanity from its divine heritage into
the depths of blackest hell.

O Man of Science, save us! Break the stranglehold of this foul demon.
Muster the genius and the forces of the earth in the great battle against
the legions of Death.
Hurl such a thunderbolt into the inmost fortress of Disease that it shall
be utterly consumed, and blotted forever from the world,
So that we may inherit our birthright of perfect life, and may achieve
nobly to the end, robust in body and vigorous in soul, sons and images of the
living spirit of God.





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