(Two negroes, who were brothers and were being taken to gaol on a charge of having murdered a sawmill superintendent, were burned to death by a mob at Louisville, Mississippi, yesterday.—@3The Times,@1 June 15, 1927.) So always, justice drowsy and hate rising, Men massacre the image of the Lord; And as one died for all, so all in one Become again a burnt offering abhorred. These twain—of a dusk race emancipate— Are new oblation, being sacrificed By hands that crucify again their @3Jesus,@1 Proffering His blood to pleasure Antichrist. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOLY WILLIE'S PRAYER by ROBERT BURNS A FRIEND'S SONG FOR SIMOISIUS by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY TO ELECTRA (1) by ROBERT HERRICK TOM'S GARLAND: UPON THE UNEMPLOYED by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE INCHCAPE ROCK by ROBERT SOUTHEY A PUBLIC DANCE by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS |