13 07, 2017

On the Westminster Bridge Massacre

By | 2017-07-27T03:32:49+00:00 July 13th, 2017|Categories: Poem|0 Comments

The Bridge

When Wordsworth stood upon that bridge most fair,
And wondered if some gloomy passer-by
Could be so dim that London’s majesty
Would never touch his dullness, unaware

The poet prophesied the world’s despair
That here beneath a once and future sky,
In Moloch’s name the […]