Not Abram but Europa, Wilfred

Not Abram but Europa slew the seed of Europe

In suicidal aberration

Bequeathing catastrophic gaps where

Generations might have thrived.


Who can know what other Seegers,

How many Butterworths,

What suppressed Apollinaires or Rosenbergs

Might have done for the human race?

Not I.


A friend to the unknown warrior

Some unknown genius lies in his last, cold bed

Who might have saved us from all wars,

Who knows?

Not I.