Lines to Light
How bright the sunlight blazes through
The windows of this sullen hall
To kiss the dreams that children drew
In innocence upon the wall
How darkly promise falls from grace
And human sympathy retreats
To leave so little moral space
For those whom worldliness defeats
I have no power to command
The smitings of that ancient book
I have no answers in my hand
Or strictures none of you can brook
For I know only this much truth
That all our standing tall still leaves
Us lower than the most uncouth
Of all the creatures Earth conceives
And all their ruin, all their thrill
They cannot choose and cannot rue
As we construct a crumbling hill
Where only madness knows what’s true
poem by Jim Hogg
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