War

Auckland Star, Volume LXXII, Issue 181, 2 August 1941, Page 6

War

' They tear the heart out of the earth for this. They dive into a hundred seas for this. They drain the very air we breathe for this: To fashion a neiv death — death onhi death. ' J Slaughter is all, blood and yet more blood. For this is war, by lusting evil planned. And this the conquest: Let each mind au-akc: To make of every frceborn man a slave. And every slave the slave of a slave lhc call is sounded, all mankind must hear. The young, the old, the hearty and the maimed: Salvation of that one all-precious thing, The holiest badge of brave humanity H hose name to-day is almost sacrosanct. So for the foes of that enormous foe vS ™ i( £ and no la t>our and no fear Shall halt their arm., their brain their soul, their faith. \ ictory will be this, when at long last J Through fading smoke a wcaru citizen Standing beside his broken door shall peer L .P°J I his shattered city unappallcd And. he shall, shoio that longforgotten thing, A smiling face, and life shall be again. — Cretan.