The Lonely Heart
Men grow and blossom even as meadow flowers, —
As meadow flowers so they fade and die,
And we who watch them pass and perish cry
For justice and for mercy knowing that ours
Is but a brief reprieve until the showers
And storms and snows destroy us and we lie
Withered within the dust, when lo! — on high
Naught lives save Nature's vast indifferent powers!
There is nor justice, mercy, peace, nor hope
Save in the lighted hearts of lonely men
Who roam the barren world where idiots grope
And craven kings chain Daniel in a den ...
The flowers that fling their sweetness to the bees
Die less unhappy, less alone than these!
As meadow flowers so they fade and die,
And we who watch them pass and perish cry
For justice and for mercy knowing that ours
Is but a brief reprieve until the showers
And storms and snows destroy us and we lie
Withered within the dust, when lo! — on high
Naught lives save Nature's vast indifferent powers!
There is nor justice, mercy, peace, nor hope
Save in the lighted hearts of lonely men
Who roam the barren world where idiots grope
And craven kings chain Daniel in a den ...
The flowers that fling their sweetness to the bees
Die less unhappy, less alone than these!
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