THE DAY.

Hawera & Normanby Star, Volume LXVIII, Issue LXVIII, 21 October 1914, Page 2

THE DAY.

You boasted the Day, and you toasted Day, And now ma -Day -has come, Blasphemer, braggart, aod' coward all t? eJ Oli- rec]£, b!'- tne' numbing ball arm^-fS 01" the wMt® As they speed pcoi-^humans home: ; You spied for the Day, you lied for the i Day, • : ! And woke the Day's red spleen, i Monster, who asked God's aid Divine, ' I lhen strewed His seas with the : ghastly mine; j ■ A'ot all the waters of the Rhine ! I <^an wash thy foul hands clean. j ; You dreamed for. the Day, you' , schemed for the Day : _ Watch liow the. Day will. go,. Slayer of age and youth and prime (Defenceless slam for never a crime) Inou art steeped in blood as a hog m slime, . False friend and cowardly foe. j You have sown for the Day you have grown for the Day • ' lours is the harvest red . Can you hear the groans and the awful cries?. Can you see the heap of slain that lies And sightless turned to the flame- ' split skies * The glassy eyes of the dead? You have wronged for the Day you • have longed for,the Day .That lit the awful-flame Tis nothing to you that hill and plain Yield sheaves of dead men amid the I gram, ;-: That widows mourn; for their loved ones slain, -: . And mothers curse thy name. But after the Day there's a price to . Pay . For the sleepers under the sod And He you have mocked for 'many a dayListen, and hear what He has to say': Vengeance is mine: I will repay." ' What can you say to God? —Henry Chappell in the Daily Express. ; , I