The Question

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Title:     The Question
Author: Cale Young Rice [More Titles by Rice]

I shall lie so one day,
With lips of Silence set;
Eyes that no tear can wet
Again: a thing of Clay.

I shall lie so, and Earth
Will seize again her dust--
Though she must gnaw and rust
The coffin's iron girth.

I shall lie so--and they
Who still the Day bestride,
Will stand so by my side
And with sad yearning say:

"What is he now, this man,
Shut in a pallor there,
His spirit that could dare,
What--what now is its span?

"A withered atom's space
Within a withered brain?
Or can it from the Wain
To far Orion race?"

And, like all that have died,
I shall but answer--naught.
Yet Time this truth has taught:
The Question--will abide.

[The end]
Cale Young Rice's poem: Question

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