Posted by Admin on 27 January 2008, 12:00 am
What shameful deeds they perpetrate,
who hound the innocent to death;
when slander’s twisted tongues of hate
with foetid lies befoul their breath.
Such acts betray the Nazi taint,
and Belsen’s ghastly shadows loom;
the jackboot and the cowed restraint,
the tears, the torture, and the doom.
In vain our stricken cities fell,
if taunts can break the exiled heart;
and mocks our dead their funeral knell,
when victors play the vanquished’s part.
Than murder worse by far the crime,
which slays protected from the noose;
life destroyed before its prime,
yet thrives the ancient evil – loose.
T. C. Hudson
1st February 1949
© T. C. Hudson.
Village
Parish Council