Cornerstone: A Poetic Rendition of The Massacre of the Holy Innocents

 

TERROR!! TERROR!!
On every side!
Lunging blockade
Cavernous hide

Shrieking, clanking
Ricochets space
Chiseled evil
Horrified face

Arms of armor
Motherly clutch
Smothers wailing
with pressing touch

“Eloi! Eloi!
Forsake us not!
My God! My God!
Is this our lot?”

Eden trembles
Tyranny thrusts
Spotless slaughtered
Returns to dust

Bloodstained tunic
Swaddling shroud
Sorrow piercing
Behold your child—

In dry bedrock, up wells life breath . . .
Christ-Cornerstone vanquishes death!

Guiltless victims, pure innocence
Your sweet souls now taste blissfulness.

The Massacre of the Innocents by Leon Cogniet PUBLIC DOMAIN

 

 

 

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