Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BOMBARDMENT AFTER THE WAR, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS


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BOMBARDMENT AFTER THE WAR, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: I am an unexploded shell
Last Line: Ah, but war is a cursed thing!
Subject(s): War


I am an unexploded shell,
Buried deep in a farmer's field,
Part of the harvesting of hell
That war's unholy furrows yield.
I am placid and peaceful now,
Harmless now as a baby's breath;
Struck some day by the farmer's plough,
I shall thunder an awful death.

Thousands of other shells like me,
Sure to burst into woe some day,
Lie in the fields of futurity,
Lie in wait in the people's way.
Shells of poverty, shells of hate,
And shells of misery murdering,
Struck by the ploughshare soon or late --
Ah, but war is a cursed thing!





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