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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...ASHURNATSIRPAL III by CARL SANDBURG CLARK STREET BRIDGE by CARL SANDBURG THE COMING OF WISDOM WITH TIME by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS A BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 8 by THOMAS CAMPION SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ODE ON LORD HAY'S BIRTHDAY by JAMES BEATTIE THE FOUR ZOAS: NIGHTS THE NINTH by WILLIAM BLAKE |
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