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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN DISGUISE, by NAN ALLEN First Line: He leaned upon his crutches at my door Last Line: And we shall know messiahs in disguise! | |||
He leaned upon his crutches at my door; And, when I saw the empty trouser leg, Presumed he was some derelict to beg -- Just one to tell of woes that tire and bore. "I sharpen knives and scissors for a dime".... And was it something in this cripple's smile That made me go and search for knives, the while My mind rebelled against the waste of time? Then, while he worked, he talked of life and creed; And said, "Potentially all men are good; All evil is disease, when understood. Awareness of world brotherhood our need." O, lift the fog of smugness from our eyes, And we shall know Messiahs in disguise! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A POET, WHO WOULD HAVE ME PRAISE CERTAIN BAD POETS, IMITATORS ... by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS SONG, FR. ERNEST MALTRAVERS by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON THE BOBOLINKS by CHRISTOPHER PEARSE CRANCH FLANNAN ISLE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE THREE BEST THING: 1. WORK by HENRY VAN DYKE |
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