a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de arms & the boy by wilfred owen - christopher hassall

Loading...

let the boy try along this bayonet-blade
how cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;
blue with all malice, like a madman’s flash;
and thinly drawn with famishing for flesh

lend him to stroke these blind, blunt bullet-leads
which long to nuzzle in the hearts of lads
or give him cartridges of fine zinc t–th
sharp with the sharpness of grief and death

for his t–th seem for laughing round an apple
there lurk no claws behind his fingers supple;
and god will grow no talons at his heels
nor antlers through the thickness of his curls

- christopher hassall

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...