Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A MOB, by ROBERT N. PERRY JR.


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TO A MOB, by                    
First Line: A howling crowd possessed of one wild thought
Last Line: And cursed its giver who before it stood.
Subject(s): Collective Behavior; Mobs; Crowds


A howling crowd possessed of one wild thought,
Men inclined to the grave, and babes in arm,
Wielding clubs and weapons each one had brought,
Raising their voices, spreading the alarm
That filled the air over wood and farm, --
Harking back to days when all men had sought
Food in packs like long-starved wolves that had naught.
These were the ungodly of the First Psalm.
The venting of sadistic wrath disguised,
Vengeance they left not to their Father;
But on top their own heads poured the living blood.
To sorrow are they doomed. When once despised
Cain's offering did his nostrils bother
And cursed its giver who before it stood.





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