Sunday 7 July 2013

Oscar Wilde - Sonnet On The Massacre Of Christians In Bulgaria

These days the British Government is actively supporting those who are massacring Christians of Syria. Although, as yet, our Government does not directly arm the mercenaries and fanatics who have invaded Syria, it does so indirectly through friendly dictatorships. The British Government and its allies have created a surrogate guerrilla army that moves around Western Asia, Southern Europe and North Africa promoting NATO objectives. One can only wonder when they will be used in England  - that is, if they have not been used already.

'Christ, does thou live indeed? or are thy bones
Still straitened in their rock-hewn sepulchre?
And was thy Rising only dreamed by Her
Whose love of thee for all her sin atones?
For here the air is horrid with men's groans,
The priests who call upon thy name are slain,
Dost thou not hear the bitter wail of pain
From those whose children lie upon the stones?
Come down, O Son of God! incestuous gloom
Curtains the land, and through the starless night
Over thy Cross a crescent moon I see!
If thou in very truth didst burst the tomb
Come Down, O Son of Man! and show thy might,
Lest Mahomet be crowned instead of Thee!'

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