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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400533" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Ballad of God-Makers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bird flew out at the break of day<br> From the nest where it had curled,<br>And ere the eve the bird had set<br> Fear on the kings of the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The first tree it lit upon<br> Was green with leaves unshed;<br>The second tree it lit upon<br> Was red with apples red;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The third tree it lit upon<br> Was barren and was brown,<br>Save for a dead man nailed thereon<br> On a hill above a town.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night the kings of the earth were gay<br> And filled the cup and can;<br>Last night the kings of the earth were chill<br> For dread of a naked man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘If he speak two more words,' they said,<br> ‘The slave is more than the free;<br>If he speak three more words,' they said,<br>‘The stars are under the sea.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said the King of the East to the King of the West,<br> I wot his frown was set,<br>‘Lo, let us slay him and make him as dung,<br> It is well that the world forget.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Said the King of the West to the King of the East,<br> I wot his smile was dread,<br>‘Nay, let us slay him and make him a god,<br> It is well that our god be dead.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They set the young man on a hill,<br> They nailed him to a rod;<br>And there in darkness and in blood<br> They made themselves a god.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the mightiest word was left unsaid,<br> And the world had never a mark,<br>And the strongest man of the sons of men<br> Went dumb into the dark.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then hymns and harps of praise they brought,<br> Incense and gold and myrrh,<br>And they thronged above the seraphim,<br> The poor dead carpenter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Thou art the prince of all,' they sang,<br> ‘Ocean and earth and air.'<br>Then the bird flew on to the cruel cross,<br> And hid in the dead man's hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘Thou art the son of the world.' they cried, `<br> ‘Speak if our prayers be heard.'<br>And the brown bird stirred in the dead man's hair<br> And it seemed that the dead man stirred.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then a shriek went up like the world's last cry<br> From all nations under heaven,<br>And a master fell before a slave<br> And begged to be forgiven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They cowered, for dread in his wakened eyes<br> The ancient wrath to see;<br>And a bird flew out of the dead Christ's hair,<br> And lit on a lemon tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gilbert+Keith+Chesterton">Gilbert Keith Chesterton</a><div class=q>
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