The Great War

from Great Poems of the World War, an electronic edition

The Armed Liner

The dull gray paint of war

Covering the shining brass and gleaming decks

That once re-echoed to the steps of youth.

That was before

The storms of destiny made ghastly wrecks

Of peace, the Right of Truth.

Impromptu dances, colored lights and laughter,

Lovers watching the phosphorescent waves,

Now gaping guns, a whistling shell; and after

So mans wandering graves.