Sunt Leones
The lions who ate the Christians on the sands of the
By indulging native appetites played was now been seen
Not entirely negligible
In consolidating at the very
The position of the Early Christian Church.
Initiatory rights are always
In the lions, it
From contemporary art, made a
Of dyeing Coliseum sands a
Liturgically sacrificial
And if the Christians felt a little blue-Will people being eaten often do.
Theirs was the death, and there's was a crown undying,
A state of things which must be satisfying.
My point which up to this has been
Is that it was the lions who
By chewing up blood gristle flesh and
The martyrdoms on which the church has grown.
I only write this poem because I thought it rather
As if the part the lions played was being overlooked.
By lions' jaws great benefits and blessings were
And so our debt to Lionhood must never be forgotten.
Stevie Smith
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