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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Quest for Tophet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Twas a hell of a Hell they glimpsed, my son,<br>In superstitious days<br>When cultured man had scarce begun <br>To shed barbaric ways:<br>With gridirons set above the flame<br>For naughty gentlemen.<br>Who uttered lies that earned them blame<br>And righteous folk condemn.<br>'Twas a terrible sort of a Hell, my son,<br>That crude man pictured then.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But picture a land laid waste, my lad,<br>In scientific style,<br>While supermen of a world gone mad<br>Plan forms of torture vile;<br>While innocent children fight for breath<br>In a gas-filled city's street,<br>And mothers of men call on kind Death<br>As a friend whose kiss is sweet.<br>If you're looking about for a Hell, my lad,<br>You will find this hard to beat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Twas the deuce of a Devil they raised, my son,<br>To rule in their ancient Hells <br>Horns and a tail, yet a figure of fun,<br>With a hint of the cap and bells.<br>With a fork for weapon, he roamed the earth<br>To garner the souls of men,<br>Who had slipped from grace: and, with shouts of mirth,<br>He pitched them into his Pen.<br>'Twas a humorous sort of a Devil, my son,<br>That dull folk fled from then.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=357396" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But picture a Devil at work, my boy,<br>In his foetid chemical lair.<br>As he brews Hell broths with a ghoulish joy<br>To foul god's clean sweet air.<br>Picture a Devil with bombs on high -<br>Mass murderer, reeking sin,<br>As he rains gaunt death from a smiling sky,<br>And goes, with a maniac grin.<br>If you're seeking a Devil sans mercy, boy,<br>He is here, 'neath your Brother's skin.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Clarence+Michael+James+Stanislaus+Dennis">Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis</a></strong></div>

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