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The Monster

Robert Service

When we might make with happy heart
       This world a paradise,
With bombs we blast brave men apart,
       With napalm carbonize.
Where we might till the sunny soil,
       And sing for joy of life,
We spend our treasure and our toil
             In bloody strife.
The fields of wheat are sheening gold,
       The flocks have silver fleece;
The signs are sweetly manifold
       Of plenty, praise and peace.
Yet see! The sky is like a cowl
       Where grimy toilers bore
The shards of steel that feed the foul
             Red maw of War.

Instead of butter give us guns;
       Instead of sugur, shells.
Devoted mothers, bear your sons
       To glut still hotter hells.
Alas! When will mad mankind wake
       To banish evermore,
And damn for God in Heaven's sake
       Mass Murder--WAR?

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