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Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

(19 July 1902 - 13 May 1962 / Birkenhead, England)

Epitaph For Our Children


Blame us for these who were cradled and rocked in our chaos;
Watching our sidelong watching, fearing our fear;
Playing their blind-man's-bluff in our gutted mansions,
Their follow-my-leader on a stair that ended in air.


Submitted by Stephen Fryer

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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