Carl Sandburg

(6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967 / Illinois)

Jaws - Poem by Carl Sandburg

Seven nations stood with their hands on the jaws of death.
It was the first week in August, Nineteen Hundred Fourteen.
I was listening, you were listening, the whole world was listening,
And all of us heard a Voice murmuring:
“I am the way and the light,
He that believeth on me
Shall not perish
But shall have everlasting life.”
Seven nations listening heard the Voice and answered:
“O Hell!”
The jaws of death began clicking and they go on clicking.
“O Hell!”


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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