(Two negroes, who were brothers and were being taken to gaol on a charge of having murdered a sawmill superintendent, were burned to death by a mob at Louisville, Mississippi, yesterday.—@3The Times,@1 June 15, 1927.) So always, justice drowsy and hate rising, Men massacre the image of the Lord; And as one died for all, so all in one Become again a burnt offering abhorred. These twain—of a dusk race emancipate— Are new oblation, being sacrificed By hands that crucify again their @3Jesus,@1 Proffering His blood to pleasure Antichrist. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 11 by EZRA POUND MIDSUMMER FROST (1) by ISAAC ROSENBERG THE SONG OF THE INGENUES by PAUL VERLAINE ECHO AND SILENCE by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES ON THE DEATH OF BENJAMIN FRANKLIN by PHILIP FRENEAU THE SLEEPER by EDGAR ALLAN POE A NYMPH TO A YOUNG SHEPHERD, INSENSIBLE OF LOVE by PHILIP AYRES |