Monday, July 31

Edwin Markham - 3 Poems

The Avengers
The laws are the secret avengers,
And they rule above all lands;
They come on wool-soft sandals,
But they strike with iron hands

Outwitted
He drew a circle that shut me out
—Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But Love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle that took him in!

Preparedness
For all your days prepare,
And meet them ever alike:
When you are the anvil, bear
—When you are the hammer, Strike.