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63 pages, Hardcover
First published December 12, 1977
It is themselves they trust and no one else:
Their fighterplanes screech across the sky...
Where is the Almight if murder thrives?
He's dead as mutton and they buried him
Decades ago, covered him with their own
Limp bodies in Belsen and Babi Yar.
Let the strong compose hymns and canticles,
Live with the Lord's radiance in their hard skulls...
...Now in their own blood they temper the steel,
God being dead and their enemies not.