Those who cut a worm in twain With Jesus' blood the roadway stain. Those who aside from the harlot turn Throw Jesus' heart in the flame to burn. He who kills love in a woman's bed Drives the thorns into Jesus' head. He who flings poison on love from pride Thrusts the spear into Jesus' side. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...QUEST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON GHOSTS OF THE OLD YEAR by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SONG BY THE WINDOW BEFORE BED by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: DR. BURKE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EUGENIA TODD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |