Two or Three Angels

Edvard Munch

Girls On the Jetty

Two or Three Angels

Two or three angels

Came near to the earth.

They saw a fat church.

Little black streams of people

Came and went in continually.

And the angels were puzzled

To know why the people went thus,

And why they stayed so long within.

~ Stephen Crane ~

Do Not Weep Maiden, For War Is Kind

Lady Butler

Scotland Forever

Do Not Weep Maiden, For War Is Kind

Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind.
Because the lover threw wild hands toward the sky
And the affrighted steed ran on alone,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

Hoarse, booming drums of the regiment,
Little souls who thirst for fight,
These men were born to drill and die.
The unexplained glory flies above them,
Great is the Battle-God, great, and his Kingdom -
A field where a thousand corpses lie.

Do not weep, babe, for war is kind.
Because your father tumbled in the yellow trenches,
Raged at his breast, gulped and died,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

Swift blazing flag of the regiment,
Eagle with crest of red and gold,
These men were born to drill and die.
Point for them the virtue of slaughter,
Make plain to them the excellence of killing
And a field where a thousand corpses lie.

Mother whose heart hung humble as a button
On the bright splendid shroud of your son,
Do not weep.
War is kind.

~ Stephen Crane ~

I Saw A Man Pursuing

I Saw A Man Pursuing
~ Stephen Crane ~

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And ran on.

“You lie,” he cried,

“You can never -”

“It is futile,” I said,

I accosted the man.

I was disturbed at this;

Round and round they sped.

I saw a man pursuing the horizon.