The war of words is done;
The red-lipped cannon speak;
The battle has begun.
The web your speeches spun
Tears and blood shall streak;
The war of words is done.
Smoke enshrouds the sun;
Earth staggers at the shriek
Of battle new begun.
Poltroons and braggarts run:
Woe to the poor, the meek!
The war of words is done.
“And hope not now to shun
The doom that dogs the weak,”
Thunders every gun;
“Victory must be won.”
When the red-lipped cannon speak,
The war of words is done,
The slaughter has begun.
(John Davidson)
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