Deceived
To war I gave my first-born, debonair
And over-flowing with the joy of life!
His heart was empty of all thought of strife —
He dreamed of radiant life devoid of care.
When next Columbia called I gave — I gave —
My little lad, my babe, my youngest-born,
Full of the light and promise of the morn,
And ready his beloved land to save.
These two I gave, my first-born and my last,
The Alpha and Omega of my love's dream,
So rudely shattered by war's lurid gleam —
My all into her seething cauldron cast!.
Whose — whose the condemnation then, if I
Shame the false lips that lured them with a lie?
And over-flowing with the joy of life!
His heart was empty of all thought of strife —
He dreamed of radiant life devoid of care.
When next Columbia called I gave — I gave —
My little lad, my babe, my youngest-born,
Full of the light and promise of the morn,
And ready his beloved land to save.
These two I gave, my first-born and my last,
The Alpha and Omega of my love's dream,
So rudely shattered by war's lurid gleam —
My all into her seething cauldron cast!.
Whose — whose the condemnation then, if I
Shame the false lips that lured them with a lie?
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