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A Series of Poems: Lark!
Posted By: (ENS) Rabid_Gallagher<rabid_masterchief@hotmail.com>
Date: 11 December 2004, 8:13 PM

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From wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn,
The guns have brayed without abate
And now the sick sun looks upon
The bleared, blood-boltered fields of hate
As if it loathed to rise again
How stange the hus! Yet sudden, hark!
Fom yon down-trodden gold of grain
The leaping rapture of a lark!

A fusillade of melody,
That sprays us from yon trench of sky
A new amzing enemy
We cannot silence though we try
A battery on radiant wings
That from yon gap of golden fleece
Hurls at us hopes of such strange things
As joy and home and love and peace

Pure heart of song! do you not know
That we are making earth a hell?
Or is it that you try to show
Life still is joy and all is well?
Brave little wings! Ah, not in vain
You beat into that bit of blue
Lo! we who pant in war's red rain
Lift shining eyes, see Heaven too.