Not Abram but Europa, Wilfred

Not Abram but Europa slew the seed of Europe
In suicidal aberration
Bequeathing catastrophic gaps where
Generations might have thrived.

Who can know what other Seegers,
How many Butterworths,
What suppressed Apollinaires or Rosenbergs
Might have done for the human race?
Not I.

A friend to the unknown warrior
Some unknown genius lies in his last, cold bed
Who might have saved us from all wars,
Who knows?
Not I.