Children Of Wealth In Your Warm Nursery Poem by Elizabeth Daryush

Children Of Wealth In Your Warm Nursery

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Children of wealth in your warm nursery,
Set in the cushioned window-seat to watch
The volleying snow, guarded invisibly
By the clear double pane through which no touch
Untimely penetrates, you cannot tell
What winter means; its cruel truths to you
Are only sound and sight; your citadel
Is safe from feeling, and from knowledge too.

Go down, go out to elemental wrong,
Waste your too round limbs, tan your skin too white;
The glass of comfort, ignorance, seems strong
To-day, and yet perhaps this very night
You'll wake to horror's wrecking fire­your home
Is wired within for this, in every room.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Olamide 23 May 2018

What are the themes

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ya boi 09 May 2018

veri gud pom.......

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