The Blasphemy Of Guns Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABBCCDEFEF GHIJIBKLKLMM NNOOPPQQ HJRRSS TTUU VVWW WWW B B| There must be lonely moments when God feels | A |
| The need of prayer | B |
| Such lonely moments knowing not anywhere | B |
| In any spot or place | C |
| In all the far recesses of vast space | C |
| Dwells any one to whom His prayers may rise | D |
| And then methinks so urgent is His need | E |
| God bids His prayers descend | F |
| He that has ears to hear let him take heed | E |
| For much God's prayers portend | F |
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| God flings His solar system forth to be | G |
| Finished by beings who befit each sphere | H |
| Not ours to pry the secrets out of Mars | I |
| Our work lies here | J |
| To star folk leave the stars | I |
| There must be many worlds that give God care | B |
| Young worlds that glow and burn | K |
| Old worlds that freeze and fade | L |
| This world is man's concern | K |
| Methinks God must be very much dismayed | L |
| Seeing the use we make of earth to day | M |
| While loud we pray | M |
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| Last night in sleep beyond the earth's small zone | N |
| Adventurously my spirit went alone | N |
| Past lesser hells and heavens where souls may pause | O |
| To learn the meaning of death's larger laws | O |
| Past astral shapes and bodies of desire | P |
| Past angels and archangels high and higher | P |
| Until the pinnacles of space it trod | Q |
| Then awestruck paused hearing the voice of God | Q |
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| 'Mortals of earth for whom I shaped a sphere | H |
| So spake the Voice 'there rises to Mine ear | J |
| Eternal praises and eternal pleas | R |
| Now after centuries I tire of these | R |
| Have ye no knowledge of the Maker's needs | S |
| Ye who ask favours and who praise by creeds | S |
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| Why has it not sufficed | T |
| That unto this small earth I sent great Christ | T |
| Divine expression of the mortal man | U |
| To aid my plan | U |
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| 'Why ask for more when all has been refused | V |
| Why praise My name Who hourly am abused | V |
| Why seek for Me or heaven when in you dwells | W |
| Hate's lurid hells | W |
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| 'Persistent praises and persuasive pleas | W |
| I tire I tire of these | W |
| But I the Maker of a billion suns | W |
| Ask men to stop the blasphemy of guns ' | - |
| This is God's prayer | B |
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| There must be many worlds that give God care | B |
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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