The Pacifist, and other poems

The Pacifist, and other poems

CONTENTS PAGE The Pacifist 9 Adams Apple 11 Macs (Psychologic) Cigar 12 Breaking In 15 La Reve 16 Sol 17 The Poor Mans Club 18 Retrospect 20 On Gungha Din 21 Why? 22 Barney 23 Come, Little Girl 24 Ill Come, Little Boy 25 Chenoweth 26 You Wonder 28 In Dels 29 The Mother 30 Jumbos Dream 31 The Blues 33 The I Told You So Club 34 E Pluribus 37 The Man About Town 39 Elk Creek 40 How the Village Canard Started 41 The Spring Violet 44 Sandy Flash 45 The New Suit 46 The Libertine 47 The Liberty Cornet Band 48 The Periodic 50 Mrs. Murphys Purchase 51 The Legend of Deborahs Rock 52 The Actor-Man 54 The Gangster 55 Tom 58 La Langue Anglaise 59 Neer More 60 When Ty Cobb Comes to Town 61 THE PACIFIST In Bens blood there coursed the fire of the Celt, A strain of the strong Saxon thew; From his eyes shot a glint of a son of the South An American type through and through. A dreamer, daredevil, and care free, they say, Who lived in the far remote past, An unpractical man and careless forsooth; Inclined as a youth to be fast. Hed shot up the town and sowed some wild oats, And once on a time rolled the dice, But heart like an ox and muscled like steel; A dreamer? Yes, without price. He filled no great niche in the town where he lived, Was never considered worth while. The pacifist craft rolled their eyes to the sky And mentioned his name with a smile, An odious smile, twixt a smirk and a grin, A smile that was snaky and sly. Theyd neer draw a sword nor strike with a club, But could damn with the lift of an eye. The tocsin of war sounds at last in the land, And threatened invasion seemed near. The hand of the patriot went to the sword; The pacifist muttered in fear; He muttered, then sold to the Government, ground Down hard by the burden of Thor, Lifes veriest needs at prohibitive rates; Conscription did curse and abhor. Ben rode to the front with the coming of strife Where the roar of the guns rose and fell; Was killed while he strove for democracys cause As he fought like a demon of hell. They builded a shaft in the town of his birth To the rascally skin and the beat Whod tricked Uncle Sam by short-changing of food, A lynx-eyed and oily old cheat Who yapped about honesty, horrors of war, Contributed largely of speech And words of advice to the youth thereabouts His pacifist face was a screech, Ben hadnt a shaft where his forefathers slept Nor niche in the Chancel of Fame; No tablet recited the list of his deeds, Nor blazoned the worth of his name. He died as men do who answer the call With boots on and pierced to the heart; He died and those lived who, sneering at him, Sucked the peoples blood dry in the mart; Conniving at profit, a pacifist brood, Not unwilling a country to sell; Iniquitous, plotting and pandering to pelf The opal-eyed vampires of hell! ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 66892
Author: Brinton, Howard Futhey
Release Date: Dec 6, 2021
Format: eBook
Language: English