Poems ✍️
  16.06.2025
  12

Author: Wilfred Owen

Le Christianisme

So the church Christ was hit and buried
Under its rubbish and its rubble.
In cellars, packed-up saints long serried,
Well out of hearing of our trouble.

One Virgin still immaculate
Smiles on for war to flatter her.
She's halo'd with an old tin hat,
But a piece of hell will batter her.


  war religion destruction irony

Share on social networks:
Facebook | VK | WhatsApp | Telegram | Twitter

Take a look 👇

  The Parable Of The Young Man And The Old ᐈ
  Hospital Barge ᐈ
  Hospital Barge At Cerisy ᐈ
  On Seeing A Piece Of Our Heavy Artillery Brought Into Action ᐈ
  On Seeing A Piece Of Our Artillery Brought Into Action ᐈ

Write a review