<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384369" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Discredited</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Three million women without mates<br>In lonely homes on earth!<br>And Cupid sighs at heaven's gates,<br>Where many a spirit ego waits<br>Its call again to birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Three million women, meant to be<br>The mothers of the race!<br>But when war reaps on land and sea<br>Its harvests for Eternity,<br>Poor Hymen hides his face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I think Earth has discredited<br>Itself in God's good sight:<br>He does not care to have souls bred,<br>Where peace, and love, and joy are fled,<br>Until we set things right.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>He meant earth for a Garden Spot<br>Where spirits could return,<br>And build new heavens as they ought;<br>And now behold! what men have wrought<br>By deeds that blight and burn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>So, vain the waiting egos quest<br>For pathways back to birth:<br>And vain the longing and unrest<br>In many a cheated mother breast.<br>God does not like the earth!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>It must be cleansed and purified<br>Of selfishness and strife,<br>Of grasping greed and lust and pride,<br>Before He lets His Angels guide<br>The egos back to life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ella+Wheeler+Wilcox">Ella Wheeler Wilcox</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=384369" data-title="Discredited de Ella Wheeler Wilcox" data-description="Three million women without mates In lonely homes on earth! And Cupid sighs at heaven's gates, Where many a spirit ego waits Its call again to birth. Three million women, meant to be The mothers of the race! But when war reaps on land and sea It..."></div> </div> </div>

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