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THE COWARD by CAROLINE GILTINAN

First Line: IT LIES BEFORE MY WOUNDED FEET
Last Line: THE THING UPON THE GROUND.
Subject(s): COWARDICE;
It lies before my wounded feet:
The cross I am to bear.
Blocking my path, it frightens me
To see it lying there.

And yet, I dare not turn away,
Nor yet dare go around.
God, give me strength to carry it:
The thing upon the ground.



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