Musings of an Italian-American Catholic wife, mother, and writer

Musings of an Italian-American Catholic wife, mother, and writer

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Holy Week: Tuesday

Wait for it -- the last stanza -- something to think about.

The Conquerors
~Harry Kemp

I saw the Conquerors riding by
With cruel lip and faces wan;
Musing on kingdoms sacked and burned
There rode the Mongol Genghis Khan;

And Alexander, like a God,
Who sought to weld the world in one:
And Caesar with his laurel wreath;

And leading, like a star the van,
Heedless of upstretched arm and groan, Inscrutable
Napoleon went
Dreaming of empire and alone ...

Then all perished from the earth
As fleeting shadows from a glass,
And, conquering down the centuries,
Came Christ, the Swordless, on an ass ...



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