FROM THE GREAT WAR
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THE HUN WITH THE GUN
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TO THE KAISER
This is the Thing you have made him—
A Brute taught to handle a gun;
Bred like a draft ox for muscle,
Sir'd by Attila, the Hun.
Trained by the gad to obedience,
To gee and to haw—stop and go;
Robbed of the God-right to reason,
On driven, blow upon blow.
Taught the vile trick'ry of warfare,
To glory in rapine and might,
That Christ was all wrong in His Teachings,
That Treitschke and Neitzsche are right.
King, fear you not that this Terror,
Blood-maddened, may turn in his pain
And rend you? For is it not written,
"Who lives by the sword shall be slain"?
