Mars flaunts his glittering armor and a flash Of lightning flicks the heavens doomed to smash Man's hopes for peace; infernal weapons clash And leave a trail of misery -- marked justice. A death's head grins beyond the campfire's glow And flecks of crimson stain the moonlit snow. All Hell must laugh in ghoulish glee below At this stark madness -- marked justice. And now, must we still meet the spirit faces Of those we left in France and note the traces Of war-scarred fields, and homes -- the blasted places Bleak desolation -- marked justice? No, we resolve! War's traps shall not prevail! We see in dreams the faces stark and pale Of sons and fathers who in leaden hail Found only death -- marked justice. Remain at home to clothe and feed our needy, Let the foreigner mould bullets for the greedy. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOLCINO TO MARGARET by CHARLES KINGSLEY THE HOUSE OF LIFE: JENNY by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI VIRGILS GNAT: DEDICATORY SONNET by EDMUND SPENSER TO THE REV. F.D. MAURICE by ALFRED TENNYSON WINTER SLEEP by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS CITY ROOFS by CHARLES HANSON TOWNE THE GARDEN WHERE THERE IS NO WINTER by LOUIS JAMES BLOCK NIGHT ON OUR LIVES by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TO THE LORD LOVE (AT THE APPROACH OF OLD AGE) by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY |